Sugar, Don't You Forget Me (Hannibal Angst)
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Will had been around Hannibal for years now. They’ve become a constant in each others lives, especially after running away to Cuba. Living with him, Will started to notice some things. It was the way the fridge always had fresh vegetables, the way the fruit was replaced every three days, There wasn’t even a little junk food. Will loved what Hannibal cooked for them, but sometimes he just wanted to grab a bag of chips and sit on the couch.
OR: Hannibal has orthorexia and Will helps him
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Hannibal always hated this time of year. He hated winter, he hated May, he hated anything that would even subtly remind him of his sister. He knew he was prone to nightmares more during the colder months. He was hoping he’d be able to hide it from Will. It’d been a few months since they’d run to Finland with the help of Chiyoh. The little apartment they had together was quiet and comfortable. It suited them. Hannibal attempted to keep himself busy before bed. He made excuses.
OR: Hannibal has a nightmare about Mischa and regresses and Will takes care of him.
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Will woke to the sound of retching coming from the bathroom. The other side of the sheets was cold. He tiredly pulled himself up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and rubbing his eyes. He looked at the clock on the nightstand. 2:30 A.M. it read. Quietly he made his way to the bathroom.
OR: Hannibals sick and Will takes care of him.
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Will was freshly out of the shower when he’d gotten a call from Alana, they hadn’t talked in months. Not since the accident at Hannibals house. Molly and Walter were sound asleep in their shared bedroom, taking a nap in the middle of the day. He picked up the phone.
“Will?” Alanas voice boomed through the phone. She sounded worried. She sounded panicked.
“Yeah?” Will asked, he left the phone on the counter, pressing speaker so he could put his shirt on, “What happened?”
“There’s been an incident at the hospital. It’s Hannibal.”
OR: What if Hannibal had experienced more intensive abuse at Baltimore than he had in the show?
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When Alana and Margot killed Mason, they kept the estate. They made it their own, cleaned it, reorganized it, anything that could erase that disgusting man from the home, they did it. Margot was happy he was gone, happy that she was free of the man who abused her for all those years. She still struggled with memories. Flashbacks. Alana told her it was normal, told her it was her mind processing her trauma now that she was safe. She hated it. Hated that she couldn't have intimacy with her girlfriend, hated that she couldn't bear her own child. She hated that the sound of pigs made her drop to her knees. She hated the way the farm made her nauseous. She hated that, no matter how hard she washed her skin, she couldn't rid herself of the hands of the man who abused her for so many years.
OR: My take on the aftermath of Masons death and how Margots trauma effected her
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Hannibal tried to fight back as the men grabbed him, pulling him by the collar of his shirt. He watched them drag Mischa away, a mans arm wrapped around her waist, hoisting her on his hip. She was screaming, begging him to let her down, begging to go to her brother. His parents were dead. There was no one left. Hannibals eyes locked on his mothers lifeless body lying in the snow. Her eyes were still open. Her mouth was ever so slightly split. Blood splattered her face. His father was strown somewhere else, he couldn’t find him. He squirmed in the soldiers grip, biting him, scratching him, anything to get away and run to his sister.
OR: Take Hannibals trauma and double it.
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Will let him turn on the sink before he finally spoke.
“I want to try something.” He said, staring at the painting on the wall. He fidgeted with the tablecloth in his fingers. Hannibal put the dishes in the sink before turning around.
“What do you wish to try?”
Will finally stood, the tension in the room was taut, curiosity lingering overhead.
“Have you ever had any experiments with lobotomies?” Hannibal turned the sink off from behind, leaning against the counter. He was now looking Will in the eye.
OR: Will gives Hannibal a lobotomy
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