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Hannibal: I never understood why people cared so much about their boyfriends until I got a boyfriend myself.
Hannibal: *picks up Will*
Hannibal: I’ve only known him for two days.
Hannibal: But if anything ever happened to him, I’d kill everyone in this room and then myself.
He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
– Emily Brontë
Hannibal is smol and cute and likes pink and Will is smol and cute and likes pink. They hold hands all the time and give each other eskimo kisses, they own a flowershop together, adopt kittens and feed an entire orphanage of toddlers on their weekends.
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Will rolls over on the sand and his delicate fingers brush Hannibal’s pink fluffy coat. He smiles and hands him a rose.
“Aren’t you hot in that coat?”
Hannibal smiles and places his hand over Will’s. “Yes but don’t I look beautiful?”
Just then a litter of puppies comes out of nowhere. All the puppies are wearing pink dresses.
Will picks one up and smiles. “I think we should name her Encephalitis.”
Hannibal picks up another. “I think we should name them ALL Encephalitis.”
They stand up and Hannibal takes off his jacket revealing a purple half top. He takes Will’s hand and they walk on the beach. They walk a few steps when suddenly a baby’s cry leads them to the water.
An abandoned merbaby flops helplessly and Will picks him up.
“Hello Petal. Do you need two daddies?”
The baby is sparkling green with a blue fin. His eyes are purple and his hair is rainbow colors. He reaches out and takes Will’s hand. “Daddy!”
Hannibal take the baby and kisses it, which turns it into another puppy. It is not wearing a pink dress but has a sapphire collar.
“I think this one should be named Jack.”
Will thinks so too.
Jack turns out to be a shapeshifter and bites Hannibal, which turns him into a shapeshifter as well.
He shifts into a pink glitter werewolf and his breath smells like cookies.
Will likes to take Werewolf Hannibal on walks in the woods and that is where he goes into heat for the first time.
The make love in a field of wild flowers, Werewolf Hannibal’s muffled whines the soundtrack to their joining.
Five months later Hannibal gives birth.
It’s another puppy, but they name this one Mischa.
She would’ve wanted it that way.
So I actually drew a Hannibal x Mahotsukai no Yome crossover. With Wendigo Hannibal as Elias and Young Will (18 years old in my head) as Chise.
There are many details I didn’t add in the end, but I wanted to keep it simple this time because I tend to overwork my drawings till they look too saturated haha.
Will found it hard to get the thought out of his head once it was planted there.
He would be dead in less than a year.
The doctors had finally said those words to his father after his fifth house call in less than a month, coughing up blood with a fatigue that made even blinking his eyes hard. He hadn’t cried when Father told him, just nodded and went to sleep.
After another week in bed he insisted on going back to school, the walk only a mile despite Father’s insistence it was too far.
That was how he got lost and fell into a dream.
The house looked abandoned, with broken windows and nothing that made it seem as if someone lived or belonged inside.
Something made him step forward and once he did the house changed.
The once rotting outside was now black at pitch and shined like nothing he had ever seen before in his short life.
He walked up the stairs and felt like he had the strength of ten men.
Two knocks and the door opened.
A cat answered.
Its meow seemed like words meant only for Will’s ears.
‘Come in.’
So he did.
He came inside and took four more steps only to see something out of a nightmare.
There was a man, not really a man but still very much one, sitting in an armchair reading from a pile of books. He looked up and Will saw the sun shine off his antlers.
The smile he gave Will felt like a promise.
“Hello, Will.”
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