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cinnamaldeide · 7 years
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#FannibalSelfRecs: Hannibal Season Four - September 22nd-24th
Seems like we have once again the possibility to promote our own works, and this time it’s all about what comes after the fall; fortunately a lot of us made a guess on what’s waiting for us. Thanks to @hannibalficwriters, we have an excuse to talk about that, and sure enough there’s someone out there eager to fall down into the rabbit hole ;)
Tea before the Cake by @cinnamaldeide
Summary: How is Hannibal in bed, Bedelia just asked with incredible nonchalance, considering her missing legs.
Mature
No Archieve Warnings Apply
Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham, Bedelia Du Maurier; Hannigraham
After Hannibal and Will survived their physical-more-than-metaphorical-but-still-romantic fall, meat can’t be delayed from the menu much longer. After losing both her legs, Bedelia decides she can give up her composure too. Will knew that her statuary beauty, so similar to Hannibal’s, wasn’t the only reason why Hannibal liked her so much, but all the same Will hadn’t imagined she could make him feel so uncomfortable.
When I started to write this story, I was a week late to participate to #BottomHannibalDay. I was so lucky that they extended their deadline... So I started to work as soon as I had a computer once again in front of me. I wanted to produce something that spoke of bottoming Hannibal, without necessarily describing it happening. After a while, I realized I set my story after the fall, so I could present it for the #ItsStillBeautiful event, which would start in a matter of days. I waited, and @cannibalcuisine @timeandteacups and @feyestwords were kind enough to add my work to their collection, even if it was far from fashonably late. Thanks again, sweethearts! Apparently, this is the third initiative to which this fic participates.
♦ What does the piece mean to you? This piece means I can write whatever I want and my personal attachment to the story won’t change its success with other readers; more or less, I only sat and wrote whatever came to mind, when I worked on this story. The classic thing you write on the spur of the moment and ends up with more comments than the one on which you worked a month; other stories didn’t have the same luck, despite my love and devotion. It’s sort of freeing, knowing that the appreciation my fanfiction receives is somehow completely out of my hands.
♦ What was your favorite line in your piece? There’s this line, which is sort of out the general dangerous but playful mood: “Will felt so betrayed, when Hannibal took advance of his faith.” It’s just some words, really. I don’t think I managed to express how much my heart ached, remembering how bad Hannibal treated Will in Season 1. It just stuck me. I was there, writing about Will sassying Bedelia, and in the blink of an eye I had this stab of cold anger. It still hurt, despite everything. That’s the line that gives some reality to their little unrealistic exchange.
♦ What are your most looking forward to in Season 4? What comes after the Wrath of the Lamb will always surprise me, and I want to let myself be surprised; fanfictions help. Some scenarios are nice, some other not so much (Oh God please read the tags!), but I always marvel at our originality, after two years since they left us on a cliffhanger. We still have a lot of time to imagine Will and Hannibal surviving or not and reconstructing their new lives, but I’m positive we’ll manage somehow. I just hope Bryan will make Hugh admit there’s every premise for a sex scene, they just decided to not film it.
Self-promotion is always challenging, but isn’t it also one of the best thing you could possibly do to yourself? Take some time and allow yourself to love your creature so much that you admit you want others to love it too; a little bit, if not as much as you do. If you need motivation, read this.
You never know if your story is worth receiving praises until you write it down and do whatever it’s in your power to let others know it exists, even if it doesn’t become succesful. Just write it, write it for yourself, write it because writing helps you sorting out what’s inside you, and maybe someone, somewhere, might like it four years from now, but don’t write it for them to thank you afterwards, they might not. And you don’t have to feel bad about it: just be proud that, contrary to thousands of other people, you tried.
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