coughingupcoffin
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happy birthday to the oldest twink alive hugh dancy we love you and your multitudes—daddy, twink, a dad, a pretty prince, a beautiful beast covered in blood, trans people's dream
POV: Will mentioned that he dropped a cufflink.
Happy father's day to the worst fathers in the world! I love you!
♡⸜(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)⸝♡
of course the first drawing ive done during pride month had to be T4T hannigram.
Fucking crushed 😢
Father!Hannibal Lecter hcs
• he slits your throat to get back at your other dad
I know very well.
Hannibal (2013-2015)
🏳️⚧️🏳️⚧️🏳️⚧️🏳️⚧️🏳️⚧️
you have to be around asexual perverts it’s good for your health
"How do you even do this?" Will asked as he threw himself onto the bed, too tired to even change his clothes. His eyes opened for a few seconds. When the sky indicated that the sun would soon rise, he turned on his other side as a form of protest.
"No, no, Will," Hannibal called and gracefully patted his shoulder, "You are staining the sheets with blood, it's quite a challenge to deal with that. I'll wash you, you don't even need to be awake," he insisted as he debated whether carrying him owards the bathtub would be an option.
"I'm dead, leave me alone."
"There's no point in going to sleep. We have to go to the fish market in two hours anyway," Hannibal said as he started undressing, while one of the trains of thought in his mind debated what to cook later that day.
"I trust you enough to let you go on your own," Will replied as he grabbed the pillow on Hannibal's side of the bed and hugged it to his chest, positioning himself in fetal position.
"My pillow..." Hannibal said, "Had it been your own blood, I would have had no issue, darling. I still can't comprehend how you managed to get that much blood inside your plastic suit."
Will snored in response. Hannibal's voice had always been the best lullaby.
"I take it we are not going for a run later."
I just had a random thought. Y'know how Hannibal isn't really verbal or doesn't make any noise when he's in pain, even when in immense pain? What if... He's the complete opposite in bed with Will? Like man's moaning and groaning, muttering and mumbling incoherent nonsense underneath his breath as they fuck each other stupid. And another thought to add—when Hannibal was with Alana, perhaps he was silent too. Only a few grunts and harsh breaths here and there, but otherwise quiet. He'd only allow Will to hear him truly moan, vulnerable and at his mercy, in the throes of passion. Only Will would be allowed to see him with all of his walls down, his person suit stripped away, leaving Hannibal bare and raw for Will to see. To bask in. Just a thought.
Hannigram Parent Headcanons w/ a Hyperactive Reader
This entire thing is literally so stupid LOL. Enjoy :)
These guys have to keep you on a leash
You’re literally bouncing off the walls
Lost you in a store once (okay, so maybe not just once)
*You wanted a rainbow wiggly slug toy
Literally just stopped in the store & played with it for a solid 5-10 minutes
You were straight up entranced by that thing
Did they buy it for you when they eventually found you?
Yes, of course they did
They can’t say no to you :(
Will picks you up and spins you around!!!
You accidentally kicked Hannibal in the face while Will was doing that once in the morning
Will was spinning you around, greeting you that morning
Hannibal walked into the room with his robe on, tired, and with a hot cup of coffee in his hand
“Good morning my dear. I made you coffee-”
Only for his face to be met with a tiny pair of socked feet, smacking him wide awake
He spilled said coffee all over himself and the floor
He chastised both you and Will after that
You tire poor old Hannibal out
Will has to take his place sometimes during playtime lol
You’re a menace at the dinner table
Hannibal tries so hard to get you to follow the manners he set out for you
“Y/N. Y/N. Remember what we talked about? No talking with food in your mouth. You’ll choke, sweetheart.”
You do end up choking once
Literally give them a heart attack
Hannibal has to do the heimlich maneuver on you
You coughed up a few beans
You cried, but you were okay
You now have a mild fear of beans
One time you bit the babysitter
Will and Hannibal didn’t know whether to be mad at you or proud of you
You just looked up at them with the biggest smile on your face when they returned
I just have an image of Will and Hannibal sitting on the sofa in their robes in the early morning, their eyes dead and tired while a tiny child runs around the sofa in circles
So fun
Warning: A toy slug is under the cut. Maybe don't take a look if you don't like slugs. :3
*Said rainbow wiggly slug toy:
I had a dream last night where I danced with Mads Mikkelsen. Not like the fancy, waltz kind of dancing. Dude just showed up in the street, and he started straight up boogieing. My friend didn't want to dance with him, so of course, I danced with him. He was breaking it down in the street. That is all. Thank you lol.
Shitpost featuring Wilford, Actor, and Dark
:)
WHY THE HELL DID THE MOMENT I POST THAT THAT IT STOPPED TRENDING. TUMBLR WHEN I CATCH YOU! WHEN I CATCH YOU TUMBLR!
THE HANNIBAL AND HANNIGRAM TAGS ARE TRENDING AGAIN! THE TIME TO POST IS NOW! ARISE FANNIBALS! ARISE!
THE HANNIBAL AND HANNIGRAM TAGS ARE TRENDING AGAIN! THE TIME TO POST IS NOW! ARISE FANNIBALS! ARISE!
Hi, how are you? Could you do some kind of headcanon about how Will Graham's character would react to his girlfriend cheating?
I'm doing alright! Thank you so much for asking, and thank you for the request! *I yearn for Hannibal asks.* Last night I proceeded to watch a movie before promptly passing out on my couch, so I feel a little bit disheveled, but otherwise, I'm pretty okay. Hope your day goes well/went well too!
Will Graham Reacting to His Girlfriend Cheating on Him
Author's Note: The audacity... Tsk, tsk, tsk... Breaking his heart. Also, y'all, please don't cheat irl. It's a crappy thing to do. If you no longer harbor feelings for your S/O then break up. Don't make things harder.
I imagine after first finding out that he'd be very passive aggressive and possibly even give her the silent treatment
He wouldn't tell her at first that he knew
I think he would want a bit of a clear head at first
Time to think, gather his thoughts, and be alone
Just him and his dogs and some fishing out on the lake
Naturally, he'd be devastated...and mad
He rarely ever opened himself up fully to others and for the first time he felt safe doing so, doing so around her, and only her
And what'd he get for it?
A broken heart
He'd curse himself, mad at himself for trusting someone else, for letting his feelings guide him
And mad at her for betraying him, going behind his back
If she didn't love him anymore, couldn't she have just broken up with him?
Will would wear his glasses around her more often, using them as a barrier between him and her
Once she attempted to pull the glasses off of him, a playful smile on her lips as she questioned him, her head tilting ever so slightly
Only for him to pull her hand away, his expression stern and unyielding before he looked away once more
Later that night, she'd confront him, asking Will what his issue was and that they could work it out together
That's when he revealed that he knew she was cheating on him
She'd deny it, of course
But after Will's constant pressure and prying, she'd break
She'd make up excuses
That he was rarely ever around, that she needed some love too
He'd hear none of it
He'd speak slowly and calmly, but his voice carrying a hint of steel. "It's over. You need to leave. Now."
"But-"
Will would give her a look that said "don't test me," leaving no room for argument
She would pack her bags, say goodbye to the dogs, and drive off into the night, leaving him alone
Will would let out a long sigh, rubbing his hands over his face before grabbing a bottle of whiskey and turning on the space heater
He'd cuddle up with his dogs, the whiskey leaving a trail of warmth down his throat as he sipped it, hoping to drown out his feelings
At least for the night
On the bright side, he'd have his dogs all to himself
In regards of the Trump government scraping all trans inclusion in its queer information portion of its websites I have made this thing. Spread the word. Don't let them pretend we never existed.
P.S: Don't like! Reblog! <3
post-crime murdock
EVOLUTION
Will Graham....Moths..... yeah...
wanted to paint a sort of like head movement kind of thing so I decided to paint a bunch of Will Grahams in different moments of his growth throughout the show
Painted with Corel Painter
MUAHAHAHAHA SAVE ME YURI HANNIGRAM SAVE MEE
That atrocious aftershave...
No, but also yes.
I love art. I love artists. I love fanart. This is so beautiful. ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )
in your mind
🤫
wip
where is all the art that perfectly appeals specifically to my exact tastes and desires and nobody elses
I MADE ANOTHER ONE-
Honestly I'm obsessed with yurifying these guys
i haven't had this much fun in a while lmfaooo
new friend
bonus:
It's been a bit of a difficult day and Actor Mark is more than a bit of a comfort character so let's go. Actor Mark with s/o and/or platonic s/o who woke up from a ptsd nightmare. (Love me that sweet sweet hurt comfort 人( ๑ ｀∇´๑) )
Actor Mark with a S/O Who Woke Up from a PTSD Nightmare
*could be interpreted as platonic or otherwise*
I’m sorry your day hasn’t been the best, but I hope this cheers you up a bit! My week has been pretty crappy too, so you’re not alone. (Side note that I have never experienced a PTSD nightmare because I don’t have PTSD, so I apologize if this depiction isn’t accurate.)
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TW: PTSD & Nightmares
After a long and tiring day of work, you returned home
You slipped off your shoes and threw your bag onto the couch
Actor would probably chide you later, but you didn’t much care
All you wanted to do was pass out on the couch
You let out a sigh of relief as you plopped down onto the sofa, pulling one of Actor’s blankets off the back of it and wrapping it around you
It didn’t take long for you to fall into a deep sleep, especially with the comforting warmth of the blanket, the scent of Actor’s expensive cologne lingering faintly on fabric
While your form was relatively restful, your dreams were not
Memories of past horrors always seemed to haunt you, even when you weren’t awake
Your subconscious seemed to love to taunt you with the after images of what had happened
You awoke abruptly with a jolt, breath heaving and frazzled
Tears stung at your eyes, and you quickly wiped at them with shaky hands
You could still picture the nightmare clearly in your mind, the memories vivid
You felt a cry bubble up inside your throat, threatening to spill out into a broken sob
You hated this
Feeling like this
You hated the memories, the nightmares, all of it
You were suddenly pulled out of the dark pool of your thoughts as you heard the creak of the stairs
Glancing up, you saw Mark descending the spiral staircase, his bare feet pattering against the hardwood
He had an empty glass in one hand, his other combing through what was usually pristine and tidy hair, now a tangled (but beautiful) mess
“Y/N?” Mark called out, his voice deeper and groggier than usual from sleep. “What are you doing up so late? You’re going to get dark circles, don’t you know?”
When you didn’t respond, he gave the slightest tilt of his head before quickly descending the staircase, his red robe fluttering behind him
“Y/N?” He repeated, his eyebrows knitted together as he knelt down beside you
You bowed your head further, letting out a muffled sob into the blanket, leaving behind wet stains of tears
“Y/N,” he continued, his voice softer now, setting the glass aside and onto the coffee table with a gentle clink. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
You curled in on yourself, crying more freely now as his hand made its way to your back, rubbing soothing circles into it all the while muttering quiet encouragements
“Nightmares again?” He murmured after your cries subsided a little more
You nodded slowly, peeking out from behind your knees
“It’ll be okay. It’s not real,” he assured you, his hand traveling down to yours. “Your brain is just trying to process what happened to you.” He paused, glancing down at your entwined hands for a beat before continuing.
“I know I can be a douche sometimes,” Mark spoke, meeting your eyes once more, his thumb now rubbing along the back of your hand. “But I really do care about you, and I’m here for you whenever you need me, okay? And if you ever need to talk to me, just tell me.”
You gave another silent nod before letting out a small, “thank you.”
He smiled softly and nodded
Mark then rose back up, his hand slipping from yours. “Now, there’ll be no more tears tonight,” he declared. “Not unless they’re happy tears!”
With that, he scooped you up and off of the couch, eliciting a small yelp of surprise from you
“You,” he said firmly but dramatically as he made his way back to the stairs with you still in his arms, “will be staying with me tonight. And you will be getting good sleep tonight. Whether you like it or not!”
As you opened your mouth to speak, he swiftly interjected, “Ah-ah-ah! I don’t want to hear it! You are royalty, and you deserve to be treated like it.”
Mark then carried you to his bedroom where he promptly sat you down on his bed, pulling the silk sheets over you
“You will be staying, because I said so. And if you have any more nightmares, you can wake me up, and I’ll be right there by your side.” He smirked and added with a cocky grin, “Your very own knight in shining armor, if you will.”
You threw a pillow at him for that comment where he was then promptly banished to the floor
Complained about it all night until you fell asleep, now much more peacefully <3