Let Them COOK

Let them COOK

“english isn’t my first langua—“ say no more.

I love me some cute asf fluff

Praying for some Hannibal x reader x Will?

Just some domestic bliss I'm begging the angst of life is to real.

Love your work. Hope your doing well 🫶🏻

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❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ hope you are too!!

(Will might be slightly ooc here but it was too funny an opportunity to pass up lmao)

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“Shit…” you mumbled, using oven mitts to pull out the disaster that dessert had become. “Hannibal, I told you not to leave me in charge of the soufflé! It collapsed in on itself…”

Will came over to inspect the damage, baring his teeth and making a ‘yeesh’ face. You glared at him, annoyed, and he raised his hands as a sign of peace.

Hannibal came out of the pantry then, and you felt mild despair at having accidentally ruined one of his carefully crafted confections.

“It’s alright, those are pretty delicate, I should have known it was nearly ready when I stepped away…” he said mildly, his eyes sliding from it to you. “Please don’t despair, my darling, I don’t blame you at all.”

“But what are we going to serve for dessert now? Should Will and I run to the store?”

“I could eat some chocolate chip cookies. I like Pillsbury dough,” Will said with a shrug.

At that, Hannibal did look aghast. “No, no, trust me we have plenty of ingredients here to make something else.”

You glanced at the clock on the wall. “Well, we have a little bit of time before Jack and Bella get here… but I’m scared of offering help again.”

“Nonsense,” Hannibal scoffed. “I refuse to let one minor mistake defeat you.”

You looked over at Will helplessly and he leaned against the marble counter all too casually.

“I can be your cheerleader from the sidelines,” he offered with the slightest shake of his head — can’t help you here.

You heaved a sigh, promising yourself you’d get payback for it later.

“Alright then, so where do we start?”

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if i survived a slasher it’s because i fucked him

felt this made this

don't let my tits distract u from the fact that i'm not ok in the head