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sightblood · 7 months

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﹙🪦﹚will graham icons "Apéritif"

like or reblog if you save 🦇 © flo

#sightblood #icons #nbc hannibal #tumblr fyp #fyppage #aesthetic icons #hannibal nbc #hugh dancy #will graham #will graham icons #hugh dancy icons #will hannibal #hannibal show icons #male icons #hannibal s1

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krakenandcracker · 1 year

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ı did this as a forum rpg signature. Normally its a webp so quality is a little bit tricky in gif format.

#hugh dancy #hugh dancy fanart #hugh dancy edit #hugh dancy icons #rpg forum #rpg art #signature #forum avatars #forum roleplay

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oppiexnheimer · 10 months

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" 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 / 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐌 "

"Dolce" S3E6 - Hannibal (2013 - 2015)

#hannibal #nbc hannibal #hannibal series #hannibal season 3 #hannibal s3 #dolce #hannibal lecter #will graham #hannigram #mads mikkelsen #hugh dancy #hannibal lecter icons #will graham icons #matching icons #gifset #*FAV episode #museum date. thats a date. theyre on a date

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see-acid-eat-god · 1 year

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my bae hugh dancy needs to bring the beard back i’m so serious

#it’s too iconic #i miss it so much #it’s been so long #i blame law and order #hugh dancy #law and order #hannibal #nolan price #will graham

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pinacolanagifs · 1 month

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𝐇𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐅 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐊 !!

𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈? i can't believe my eyes, #100 (268x151) gifs of hugh dancy starring in the show hannibal ( season 2 , episode 1 ) can be found in the source below. if these gifs are found helpful hit that LIKE or REBLOG button !! if you’d like to use these gifs in crackships, gif icons, or edits all i ask is to be tagged in the post. If you’re interested in a commission, feel free to hit me up here 💚 / TW fishing, prison, jailcell , captivity, blood, flashing lights, monster imagery

#gif pack #gif hunt #hugh dancy gif hunt #hugh dancy gif pack #hugh dancy

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stilldoinggifs · 1 year

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hugh dancy gif pack

by clicking ON THE SOURCE LINK you will find 1,700 GIFS of HUGH DANCY in the show HANNIBAL (SEASON 1). all gifs were made by yours truly. please DO use them to roleplay, as reaction gifs, for sidebars, all that good stuff. please DO NOT repost, add to other gif hunts, use for crackships, crop into gif icons or edit in any way. give this post a like and/or reblog if you found these gifs at all useful!

please note TRIGGER WARNINGS for guns, blood, gore, flashing/police lights, hospitals

#hugh dancy gifs #hugh dancy gif pack #hugh dancy gif hunt #gif pack #rpc #gifsociety #please reblog these hugh dancy is holding me hostage

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snowblack-charcoalwhite · 7 months

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10 fandoms, 10 characters

@lonnson thank you for the tag! One character per fandom requirement is so cruel:( But here we go!

Matthew Crawley (Downton Abbey)

Have never felt so emotionally attached to a character, either before or after him.

Samwise Gamgee (The Lord of the Rings)

I don`t even know what comment to add here. Except maybe that every dictionary entry for "ride-or-die" should include a pic of him.

Will Graham (NBC Hannibal)

Certified murder babygirl - and certified mindfucker (good thing Hannibal is into this). Seriously, spectacular character. Most of the time I don`t get him (neither does Hugh Dancy, as per his own words, and that`s comforting). Actually that`s precisely Will`s shtick: no one understands him completely, no one ever could - including himself.

King Alfred the Great (The Last Kingdom)

One of the best-written and best-acted characters I`ve ever seen on screen. A great example of gentleness and ruthlessness, greatness and flawedness combined in one person to create a character so real and believable it feels he might just step into our world at any given moment.

Death (Terry Pratchett`s Discworld)

I just want to have a nice long chat with him.

The Joker (The Dark Knight)

Nothing groundbreaking to say here: perfect character, perfect acting. Wholeheartedly agree with Gary Oldman, it feels like Heath was channelling something not exactly from our world.

Kylo Ren/Ben Solo (Star Wars)

Two things to say here: I love him and Fuck TRoS.

Eames (Inception)

Ohh, such a treat of a character! That was my introducton to Tom Hardy, and it couldn`t have been a better one. Also, yes, I have a bit of a competence kink, just like Arthur.

Aemond Targaryen (Fire and Blood/House of the Dragon)

A case of a character becoming iconic from his first seconds on screen. Ewan`s Aemond has that something that makes it literally impossible to tear one`s eyes from him.

Nina Zenik (Six of Crows/Shadow and Bone)

My Heartrender Queen💕 While writing-wise I absolutely prefer book!Nina, Danielle is perfect. Her Nina feels so vibrant and alive that it`s hard to grasp she doesn`t really exist.

No pressure tags: @livvrusso @guillermosfamiliar @mejcinta @jazzythursday @heytherefluffy

#tagging game

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bi-bard · 2 years

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Hozier Songs that Would Describe Relationships with the Murder Husbands - Murder Husbands Preference (Hannibal)

Title: Hozier Songs that Would Describe Relationships with the Murder Husbands

Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter

Word Count: 2,252 words

Warning(s): (Will's) mention of previous attack, mention of arrest, (Hannibal's) murder

Author's Note: Ah yes, look at that iconic gif of Hugh Dancy's acting choices.

**Not intentionally written in chronological order.**

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Will Graham:

Jackie and Wilson

She's gonna save me Call me "baby" Run her hands through my hair She'll know me crazy Soothe me daily Better yet she wouldn't care

I had become very accustomed to staying at Will's house.

The dogs seemed to have gotten accustomed to me being there. They were always excited to see me.

It had been snowing the night before. I put my stuff down and decided to take the dogs outside. Will had to stay at work later than I did. I was used to this.

I let out a yell as one of the dogs jumped on me. I fell into the snow, immediately getting jumped by dogs trying to lick my face. I laughed, scrunching up my face as I shook my head.

I saw the dogs start running off after a moment. I looked up to see Will standing at the edge of the driveway. He was just watching me with the dogs.

"Hey," I said, pushing myself off the ground. "They're clever dogs. Managed to knock me down."

I saw a grin pull at his lips, but he still didn't speak up. He was still watching me. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"You alright," I asked.

He nodded, walking over to me.

"Will-"

I didn't ask another question of him before he cupped the sides of my face and pulled me into a kiss. I let out a chuckle against his lips, pulling back a little to look at him.

"What was that for," I asked.

"To say thank you," he muttered.

"Well, you don't have to thank me for taking care of the dogs-"

"It's not for that," he shook his head. "You've... You've made everything easier. Just... It's just nicer. No stress or pressure. It's just so... perfect."

I reached out and cupped the sides of his face.

"I love you, Will," I mumbled. "Almost as much as the dogs."

"Oh, thanks."

I chuckled again before leaning in and pressing my lips to his again.

I could've lived that moment on a constant loop and been perfectly happy.

Like Real People Do

I will not ask you where you came from I will not ask and neither should you Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips We should just kiss like real people do

I don't know how long I planned on hiding the scars from Will.

Logically, I knew that if our relationship was going to progress, he would catch sight of them at some point. How long could I get away with hiding in his bathroom to change? With almost religiously checking that my shirt is completely covering my torso?

All I knew was that I wasn't ready for that conversation yet. I wanted to avoid the topic. I was fine hiding away from it.

"What's that?"

I hadn't even noticed that Will had been there. I had pulled off my sweatshirt and the shirt underneath it had gotten caught. I closed my eyes, pretending like I could just ignore it until it went away.

I heard the floor creaking under his steps.

"(Y/n)," he asked softly.

I opened my eyes to see him standing in front of me. I blinked a few times, trying to keep the tears from coming out.

His hand reached out, pushing my shirt up just enough to brush the long scar along my side. I took a deep breath, looking down at where his hand met my skin. The difference between touch on my normal skin and my scarred skin was so distinct.

I looked at Will's face again. His eyes were trained on my skin.

"Who did this to you," he asked.

I shook my head. I didn't want to talk about this.

"(Y/n), who did this-

"Will, please."

I had never heard my voice so weak before. Shaking, broken. Truly pleading. His hand didn't leave the scar as his eyes found my face again.

"Please stop asking," I begged. "Please."

I would give anything to never have to envision that day again. It haunted me in my sleep enough, I didn't need it coming back to my waking hours.

It wasn't until Will's eyes met mine that he seemed to get it.

I had loved him with no question. No poking into his history. I didn't want to force him to tell me anything. That's all I was asking of him.

"Okay," he whispered.

I let out a shaky breath as his hand moved from the scar to the side of my face. I leaned into his hand.

He leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. I grinned against his lips, my hands finding his shoulders, grabbing at the flannel he was wearing.

I would have to have that conversation eventually. But that was my choice.

And Will didn't care. No matter the story, no matter the scars, he just didn't care. He loved me. He loved me like there was nothing strange about me. Like I had no history, nothing to hide.

And that's all I could ask of him.

Sunlight

Oh, the tale is the same Told before and told again A soul that's born in cold and rain Knows sunlight, sunlight, sunlight At last can grant a name To a buried and a burning flame

It felt like an eternity between Will getting arrested and getting his name cleared.

I remembered lying in bed with at least one of the dogs jumping up with me. I would hide my face in Will's pillow, trying to find some comfort in the remnant of aftershave that may have lasted on the fabric.

And now, I had him back. He was here. He was in the house. He was in the bed.

Finally.

We were sitting on the mattress together. My legs were draped over his, almost wrapped around him. It was nice. Being able to hold him again. Kiss him. Be with him. It had been far too long.

I pulled back slightly, moving to kiss along his jaw. His scruff tickled my lips.

"There were nights," he muttered. "Nights where all I could think of was you. And the bed in there would be so cold. My fingers would go white."

I felt his hands grab onto the fabric of my shirt as he said it.

I only pulled away when he cupped the sides of my face. He guided me back far enough to look him in the eye. I leaned my forehead on his, my own hands finding his sides, thumb tracing his skin.

"And now... now you're right in front of me," he continued. "It's like stepping into the sunlight. You are everything to me. Warmth and love. Light and beauty. I spent so long without you-"

I shushed him softly before kissing him again.

"I love you so much," I said. "This bed was so empty without you. Please... Please, don't leave me like that again."

"Never," he promised. We both should've known better, but I don't think either one of us cared enough to think of the consequences. "I love you too."

I smiled at him as moved my hand to his shirt. I moved backward and laid down. Will followed my movements until he could hold himself above me on his forearms. His lips found mine again.

And for the first time in months, the bed felt comfortable again.

Hannibal Lecter:

Angel of Small Death & the Codeine Scene

With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene

Italy was gorgeous.

A fresh start in one of the most beautiful places ever.

Of course, you can't abandon everything when you leave home. Some things must come with you. Parts of yourself must remain while the unimportant things fade.

Hannibal knew that better than I did. It's part of who I trusted him so much.

Hannibal enjoyed indulging my interests. My tendencies. He allowed me to accept them, value them. I could see them as beautiful. I didn't have to fear them anymore.

"May I try, my love," I asked, fighting the urge to jump into action.

Hannibal grinned at me. "Be my guest."

I walked around the table to stand next to him, taking the ice pick from his hand.

"Do you two usually share tasks like this," the man asked.

"Oh, no," I shook my head. "Hannibal is usually in charge of anything involving food or drinks but he's very kind when I want to help him..."

I slammed the pic into the man's temple. I hummed at the feeling. Like a drug.

"He always encourages me to explore."

"Beautifully done, my dear."

Hannibal's lips found my temple. I turned to him, pressing my lips to his.

"You've been such an amazing teacher," I whispered to him.

"Your instincts hardly require my guidance."

I chuckled.

"You're a natural, my dear."

From Eden

Honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me I should know I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door

The events leading up to that moment had become foggy.

All I saw now was red.

Red from my anger. Red from the blood on my hands. Red from the blood pooling on the floor.

I felt Hannibal's presence before I knew it was there. I only knew it was him when he spoke up.

"How long have you been planning this?"

I didn't look away from the body. "I... I don't think I was. Not... Not actively."

"It seems personal."

I ignored that comment. I let out a shaky breath, suddenly very aware of the blood on my hands.

I muttered out the most important question, "I-I'm a monster, aren't I?"

I heard Hannibal's footsteps against the floor. I still couldn't pull my eyes from the body. I felt the tears falling down my face.

"Do you feel like a monster," he asked.

I didn't answer. I should've felt like a monster. There should've been some shred of guilt somewhere in my heart, but there was nothing. No. Not nothing.

"No," I answered quietly.

Hannibal stepped around me so I could see him. "How do you feel?"

I didn't speak up. My mouth opened and closed a few times.

"(Y/n)," his voice was firmer. "How do you feel?"

"Calm," I finally said, looking into Hannibal's eyes. "It's like something in my mind finally stopped. Everything feels so..."

I couldn't find the word. He just waited.

"It's beautiful."

I saw a smile grace his lips.

"Does it always feel like this," I asked.

"It can," he nodded.

I closed my eyes as Hannibal touched my cheek. A small smile formed on my face. My eyes slowly opened. He was studying me. Silently testing me.

"I will find a safe way for you to entertain these urges," he explained.

"Safe?"

"I will take care of you," he promised. "No matter what."

I took a deep breath just as he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. I hummed into the kiss, my arms finding their way around his neck.

Hannibal was the closest thing I had experienced to pure temptation.

And I was happily falling into his arms.

Dinner & Diatribes

Hell is the talking type I'd suffer hell if you'd tell me What you'd do to me tonight

Hannibal and I were passing acquaintances at most.

We saw each other at events.

Passed by each other.

When we had conversations, they would be brief. Comments about the act that had been on or brief discussion on a piece of art.

Hannibal was nice. Polite.

But we had spent so much time watching each other. Eyes meeting or just scanning each other.

He was intriguing. Like he had his own gravitational pull. I was caught in it.

I must've caught his attention too.

At least, that's the impression that I was given when he almost cornered me at an event.

The conversation started normal. Kind words exchanged back and forth. It seemed so casual. Like we had been such close friends for so long.

There was a distinct turn. A change in how Hannibal looked at me. Maybe my eyes did the same thing. If they did, I would never know.

"You've become distracting," he mumbled after a moment of silence between us.

"Distracting," I asked. "Is that meant to flatter me, Hannibal?"

"Do you find it flattering?"

"I find it funny," I shrugged. "One calls someone distracting while trying to distract someone."

"You think I'm attempting to distract."

I nodded.

"How do you know?"

"Because if it was genuine interest," I stepped closer to him, "then you would've done something about it."

I froze when Hannibal leaned over, letting his lips brush the shell of my ear.

"I was hoping to allow you to maintain some dignity," he whispered to me. "It would just be awful if these people saw this strong, independent, respected person crumble in the hands of the source of their only temptation."

I took a deep breath, trying not to show how much his voice and his word affected me. Hannibal leaned back, a small smirk pulling at the edge of his mouth.

"Until next time, my dear."

He walked away with a wink tossed my way.

I couldn't help but wonder... was that a promise?

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Author's Note: The "Jackie and Wilson" one holds "who needs kids when we have dogs?" energy.

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I posted 1,025 times in 2022

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#if i did a review for every movie i watched it would take way too long bc i think too hard and can’t be concise and i don’t have enough time

My Top Posts in 2022:

hannibal crossing his legs when he sits is hot bc it works on a number of levels. it’s the elegance of the way that he carries himself, it’s the sensual lines that the body inherently makes in that position, it’s the refined repose that masks the predator underneath, it’s the departure from hyper-masculine posture, but most of all it’s bc he is bisexual

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i know that the shot of will laying his head against hannibal’s chest in twotl is one of the most iconic images of the show but like…. sometimes i think of it and it takes my breath away bc it’s one of the only times that will seeks physical touch from someone beyond touching a hand and bc i think laying your head on someone’s chest is one of the most tender and romantic things that you can do. it’s pure intimacy, and they really gave of us that between two men on cable television in 2015. it flies in the face of generally socially accepted ways for men to touch each other in american culture, and i know we rage against there being no kiss, but that’s bc to us as lgbtq people it’s obvious what’s between them, but i think it was radical in a way. a kiss would have been a distraction to the general public viewers bc all they’d be able to think about is the fact that it’s two men kissing. but will laying his head on hannibal’s chest, peaceful at last….. that is everything bc hannibal is his everything now, all else has been stripped away, and for the first time, in the entire show will rests without guilt in the only place that can offer it to him. not to go all “their relationship is something deeper than romance and sex” but like it really is. obv i’m of the belief that romance and sex is part of their relationship, but that would be nothing without the simple yet heart wrenching core of it — that they are the only ones who understand and see each other truly for what they are and they are the only ones who can change each other until they fit together perfectly. they made a place for each other there in each other, and the embrace is the physical representation of it. nothing fits like a head against a shoulder or an arm around the waist

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2,084 notes - Posted June 28, 2022

people who still get scared by hannibal trending on tumblr of all places are so funny like babes the show has been over for 7 yrs there’s not gonna be a s4 there was never gonna be a s4 we are all just mentally ill having ball up in this bitch with our funny little cannibal men and our silly little gifsets don’t even worry about it

2,213 notes - Posted April 5, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

no no no bc will asking hannibal, “how do you see me?” in episode one is so insane bc he wouldn’t have asked just anybody that. he was not inviting the scrutiny of anyone and i mean anyone. he didn’t want people to perceive him. the way he dresses, his glasses, his biting wit, his teacher persona… they’re all methods of self-protection to keep people from looking too closely. but he asks hannibal what he sees bc he really wants to know, and hannibal, who he has just met, doesn’t even hesitate to tell will something that no one else ever has before. something dangerous, something powerful said with admiration. with a smile.

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