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“Hannibal.” Alana says, her voice breaking on his name. It brings his attention back to her, and now he finds grief so powerful it hits him right against his ribcage. “Hannibal… It’s been days. I don’t think they’re going to find Will’s…” She pauses to swallow against the tears. “You didn’t kill him. I know you didn’t. But I don’t think he’s alive.”
“Will Graham is resilient.” He bites back, though the first strings of doubt are starting to creep across his senses, no matter how hard he tries to push them down. He looks away, not wanting to see her heartbroken expression. “He is resourceful and clever, and stronger than you believe.”
There’s another pregnant pause before she speaks again. “You were a psychiatrist, Hannibal. You know what the stages of grief are. You’re in denial.”
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Hannibal wakes up in the hospital after the fall and finds out that Will has disappeared, and is thought to be dead. Hannibal knows better though, he knows Will is alive. He isn't grieving. He just... isn't.- Language:
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18 Jun 2026
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From a distance, Hannibal enjoys heightening Will’s sickness. But confronted with the injured man lying in his hospital bed… Hannibal’s not so sure he enjoys it, anymore. Chicken soup (for the serial killer’s soul).
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17 Jun 2026
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The girl stood still. There was a gentle tap-tap echoing in the air as she observed the room. Her fingers were wet, and her toes squished unconsciously into the puddle beneath her, an age-old habit from a childhood spent playing in the water. It was wildly inappropriate in the current situation, her mind helpfully pointed out.
Tap tap tap.
The noise mocked her. She inhaled a breath, disrupting the sound, and turned her eyes away from the tableau before her. Her fingers clenched into fists. Unhelpful, she couldn’t help but notice. The skinny little hands that sat at the end of her equally short arms were virtually useless. Tiny fingers unable to clench anything, palms to small to hold anything. Useless.
Tap tap tap.
The girl inhaled again, flexing bloody fingers into the cold air. She eyed the floor once more, or more accurately, the bloody mess that covered the floor. Her toes squished again.
OR: A girl is promptly horrified to learn that she has been reborn into Hannibal universe and is fairly certain of her impending death. She really shouldn't have gotten attached to the man that is now apparently her father.
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29 May 2026
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Will didn’t know how this was happening.
He didn’t know why.
But it was.
Even if he couldn’t trust his eyes, not always anyway, he trusted what he felt, tactile sensation, and everything he felt said that this was happening. His body didn’t have the aches and pains and scars he knew. There was no knot of scar tissue causing issues with his shoulder from being stabbed. No smile across his stomach from a linoleum knife or bullet wound in his non-stabbed shoulder.
He was his relatively untouched teenager self, brain too much for most to handle and awkward social abilities that had landed him a full-ride to Tulane off of his high IQ and ability to pass a test – so long as it wasn’t a psych exam, though now that he knew what he knew he’d be willing to bet that was changed.
In fact…as plans and plots started to come together, he was counting on it.
It would be a long game.
Almost twenty years.
A different Will would be sorry for all those who would die between then and now, let alone those that would come after, but as he sat down and began the first of many lists that would shape his future for the next decade or more, he didn’t feel any guilt at all.
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16 May 2026
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The Fourth Hokage's body was never found, but they never suspected that was because he hadn't died.
Minato Namikaze wakes up six years after the devastating Kyuubi attack, alone in an overgrown clearing with not a scratch on him. Disoriented and confused, he does exactly what any father would do in this situation. He fights through the pain, gets up, and goes to find his son. He trudges through the pounding in his head and forces himself to move-- to go and find him, because that masked man was still out there, and Minato is willing to do anything to protect his little ball of sunshine.
Needless to say, the blonde kage wasn't expecting so much time to have passed. Nor is he very impressed with the way the village has been treating his son all these years.
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15 May 2026