I'm finally posting another Spacedogs fic on the 14th! To celebrate, I thought I'd do a giveaway.
Have you ever wanted a little Adam Raki for your home? Here's your chance. Reblog this and on the 15th I'll pick two users. One gets a corgi stuffie in a spacesuit, the other gets a prompt fill!
Here's the stuffie (Louise for scale):
Happy Valentine's Day to my fannibal family.
A fallen angel's fury
Y'all, if bottom!Hannibal upsets you so much you wish death to a dog... IDK. I feel like that's not a Will Graham move, that's all I'm saying.
Also, the windbag comment was funny, I'll give you that one. I'm definitely that. As for "the relationship is abusive" I mean... one of them is literally a serial killer, so the chances are high the dynamic isn't ideal.
But also, if you're calling people Karen, maybe don't threaten to report them to the AO3 police?
Finally, don't use slurs like the r-word, it's gross. How gross? Grosser than *gasp* bottom!Hannibal.
Anyway, thanks for reading at 4am, I hope you find a bottom!Will fic you like and a therapist that helps!
Okay I have an idea for you, Will in a shirt that says “One lucky fisherman” and Hannibal in a shirt that says “Best catch of his life”
Time to go home
Hey gorgeous.
Nigel and his magic wand (crowbar) can solve any problem.
Little wip of a very spooky Will, honestly just wanted to draw fangs
This was my second work for the @hannigram-a-b-o-library with the lovely fic of @captn_fuzzy (Twitter)
The last of the set was a beach landscape, with two silhouettes in the far distance walking along the shore. Upon further examination, there were three sets of footprints in the sand, and there was a third figure between the two taller ones. A child, holding the adults' hands. At first he thought maybe the child represented Mischa, knowing that Hannibal sometimes still thought of her, or perhaps even Abigail, but when he looked up and opened his mouth to ask about the drawing, he was met with Hannibal looking expectantly at him, with his arms crossed in front of his stomach.
“Hannibal...” he said slowly. “Are you...trying to tell me what I think you're trying to tell me?”
Perfect The Way We Are
Will was halfway through his presentation concerning how the presence of rove beetles on a cadaver could affect decay rates when he noticed Hannibal. Sitting in the fourth row of the sparsely populated hall, Hannibal stood out as he always did — a beautiful anomaly among humanity. When the doctor caught Will’s eye, he smiled, and Will found himself echoing the expression.
Clearing his throat, Will resumed reading his notes, forcing himself into his usual academic frown. When he finished, he asked for questions, knowing already that one perfectly manicured hand would rise.
“Yes, you in the suit.” Will felt a small thrill when Hannibal huffed an amused breath into the microphone.
“You said that because rove beetles eat maggots they can in fact alter decay rates in a body. Could one infer from the size of the rove beetle population how many maggots were present in a body and then extrapolate an accurate decay rate from that?”
Will couldn’t stop the smile this time. “Yes. I…uh…I was looking into getting a research grant and determining a set of measuring parameters.”
“How fascinating.” He meant it. Will could see the interest in the doctor’s eyes. The idea that Hannibal had been listening and had built on the concepts reaching Will’s own unsaid conclusion with no help was oddly intoxicating. Will didn’t like being seen usually. The idea of someone spotting all the scary bits of him that he had so carefully shadowed kept him up at night. But something about the idea of Hannibal shining a light on him made Will feel intrigued. “Will you be at the speaker reception later? Perhaps we could discuss this further?”
Will raised an eyebrow. “Rather an inappropriate question in a crowded academic hall.”
Will began anticipating events that required pictures.
Jack barely had to press him to attend the annual Evil Minds Museum fundraiser. He agreed, grumbling about the inconvenience of it only when Jack looked surprised at his easy acquiescence.
There, he scanned the crowd until he found Hannibal, in a dark blue suit with a crimson ascot. The outfit seemed oddly reminiscent of the Cain victims and Will wondered if Hannibal was using his wardrobe to cast sartorial barbs at the FBI’s most wanted.
When it was time to take a picture, Will was ready. He kept his eyes on Hannibal, making sure to skirt the room and keep his distance. He settled next to Katz and Zeller, a small smile playing at his lips when he noted Jack was still talking to Hannibal at the other end of the gathered group. But the moment of triumph soured a bit when he realized the image snapped would be just like all the others in his career — another photo of Professor Graham, grimacing like he was in physical pain. For some reason, Hannibal brought out something…livelier in his pictures.
“Ready everyone? Say Evil.”
“That’s in rather poor taste, don’t you think, Will?”
Will jumped out of his skin, whirling to see Hannibal millimeters from his right side. Beverly was now three people over, her phone pointed at him as she laughed.
Had the pleasure of working with @laynavile for the @hannigram-a-b-o-library bigbang!
Don't Turn Away Now
"Will has always been an excellent fisherman, and so when it comes time to catch Hannibal the Cannibal, Will knows the perfect bait to use - himself. But the one thing Will never anticipated was falling in love. Misunderstandings and Betrayal ends with a knife in Will's belly. But that can't be the end of their story and so Will follows Hannibal to Florence, hoping the find out the truth and have his alpha back. Surprises and Obstacles stand in his way, but Will refuses to give up."
It takes Two by @devereauxsdisease final part!
I have the great honor of having an amazing friend that gives me fanfic and I give her art back because I love it and she inspires me SO MUCH.
Love you Dev and I love the heu family here.
Of course they are my favorite rare pair.
It takes Two by @devereauxsdisease
She made me one of the best tristahad fics ever I couldn't just sit there in my emotions.
Love u friend
Commission for the delightful @notdrhanniballecter , who wanted 'Professor' Hannibal in his Clark Kent disguise while on the run from the FBI ;D
