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*gut wrenching angst. something absolutely vile and horrendous. something so emotional and thought-provoking the reader starts sobbing* Jack in the next chapter:
There I was reading some hannigram fanfiction right? That's pretty normal. The story is good not great but still pretty cool. BUT THEN, AN ENTIRE CHAPTER WAS SMUT???? IT WAS SO MUCH LONGER THAN THE OTHER CHAPTERS?? I kept trying to scroll past it BUT IT WAS THE ENTIRE THING??? So I texted my friend about it so we got on a call and he offered me $200 if I could get through the entire thing while reading it to him. Now I have $200 just for reading a 5 page essay of smut.
This is what Hannibal was wearing when Will Graham rejected him, sat behind Wills house sobbing, and surrendering himself to Jack
Yall already know the episode I'm talking about
He misunderstood the assignment
I'm touch starved...I haven't eaten hands in DAYS
MINIMAL BLOOD WARNING AHEAD!!!
(in Hannibal Conext)
I am in fact very mentally stable and if you see a post in the news that I bit a man that is taken out of context
Uhhh so here's this
"What are you doing?" Hannibal asked.
He had entered the dining room and found Will sitting at the table, clearly focused on a bunch of m&m's.
"Separating the brown m&m's from the rest. I noticed you preferred those."
Will could have made a straight forward love confession and it wouldn't have moved Hannibal as much as that particular simple gesture.
"Thank you, my love."
"Eh. It's your loss, the yellow ones are superior anyway."
"Name your children after your favorite things"
Me: good night "the subplot from Paragon where Alana gives Will's dogs up for adoption and then Will hates her in a petty way for the rest of the story"
Safe Space
Will Graham x Reader
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The knocks were soft at first, gradually increasing in sound at your lack of response. You jolt awake, confused, as you look around your dark room, eyes locking on your alarm clock. You groan at the numbers: 2:30 am. Reluctantly, you get out of bed, concluding it must be an emergency.
When you look through the peephole, you’re surprised to find Will dressed in his pajamas. You quickly open the door, giving you a better view of his attire. He was wearing no shoes, his feet caked with dirt. He looks completely out of sorts as you usher him inside.
“What?.. What am I doing here? What time is it?” Will’s voice trembled as he looked around, eyes clouded with confusion. You’re just as confused as him; his house is miles from yours. You can’t believe he managed to get here without being hit by a car.
“It’s 2:30, I think you sleepwalked here.” He just nodded his head, recalling the countless times he had woken up in the middle of the road, confused. This is the first time he’s ended up at your house, though. “Come on, we need to get you cleaned up.” You lead him to your bathroom, grabbing a washcloth to clean his blackened feet. Will just sits there, still trying to collect his thoughts.
After you finish cleaning his feet, you lead him to your bedroom. Setting him on the bed, “Do you want something to drink? You must be thirsty.” He gives a weak ‘yes.’
When you come back, he’s in the same position you left him in, sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the wall in front of him. He gladly takes the cup when you return, downing the glass in one large gulp. He finally speaks up after finishing his water, “I need to get home.”
“I’ll take you in the morning. Right now, you need to sleep. I’ll make sure you don’t do any more wandering.” He gives you a small nod, lifting up the blanket and crawling into bed. You’re making your way towards the door when Will calls out to you.
“Lay with me?” he asks softly. You give a soft “okay,” climbing into the bed next to him. Will and you were officially just friends; unofficially, you were much more than that. While this is the first time you’re sleeping in the same bed, it’s not the first time you’ve watched over him while he slept. Though last time, he was in the hospital.
You smile when you see Will already asleep. He always looks so peaceful when he sleeps, well, until a night terror plagues him. If that happens though, you’ll be there to soothe him back to sleep.
Hannibal Ao3 Fanfic Recommendations
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT
Paragon by BloodyWar2411
Main Fandom: Hannibal (TV)
Main Pairings: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter
Chapters: 78/78
Summary:
When Hannibal met Will Graham (the man who had, three years prior, been mistaken for the Chesapeake Ripper), he expected amusement. What he got was his first taste of obsession. Dark and bitter in the back of his throat but achingly sweet on the tongue. He knew at once that this feeling, this Man, would consume him.
And Hannibal would consume Will right back.
The Tea Set by GhostIsReading (Series)
Main Fandom: Hannibal (TV)
Main Pairings: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter
A Broken Cup Chapters: 20/20
Kintsugi Chapters: 6/6
Summary:
Dr Hannibal Lecter, Chesapeak Ripper and Serial Killer owned a Bentley. Used said Bentley to cart around the bodies of his victims and had thus far been uncaught. Of course that is if you didn’t count Will Graham, profiler and FBI Criminal Psychology Professor, discovering him when he was hiding a corpse of his own.
Fake Dating au because they need an alibi for murder.
Alter by luvkurai
Main Fandom: Hannibal (TV)
Main Pairings: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter
Chapters: 8/8
Summary:
God, as is somewhat characteristic of such a vast and preoccupied being, has made a mistake in the classing of Will Graham. Will should have been born an omega—Hannibal’s perfect mate. Where god has failed, Hannibal will correct the error and perfect him.
This is All I Ever Wanted for You Will by Crown_Prince_Zuko
Main Fandom: Hannibal (TV)
Main Pairings: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter
Chapters: 11/11
Summary:
When Alana is being persistent in her infatuation with Will, Will panics and claims to be dating someone to stop her advances. Alana, in her disbelief, states that in order for her to back off, he would need to prove it to her by bringing this supposed partner to the upcoming function. Will, with limited options, resorts to asking the one person he feels may understand his situation and be willing to aid him, Hannibal. What happens when pretend starts to feel too real, and when Will must realize things he wish he didn't have to.
Love Will in the dress by selenelee
Main Fandom: Hannibal (TV)
Main Pairings: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter
Chapters: 3/3
Summary:
Hannibal met a woman (Will in dress) at a university party. Love at first sight made Hannibal unforgettable. It also cultivated Hannibal's bad idea for Will.
# Translation in English.
The Story ended.
Ch 1: You so pretty in the dress.
Ch 2: Mission in the dress.
Ch 3:No more in the dress. (Final chapter )
Remember some chapters are longer than others
(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧
I need help finding a fanfic!! it's a Will Graham x reader where instead if Abigail being attacked and having her throat slit by her father it's the reader and Will goes to visit her at the hospital and bring her a new scarf and as she removing her old one to put on the new one he got her he notices the scar on her neck, then she talks about how she sometimes re-lives that day and she feels like she dying again and then it ends with Will's hand back on her neck like when he was trying to save her the day she was attacked and it's just this moment of understanding and fluff pls someone help me find it I'm in dire need to re-read it again and the frustration of not being able to find it has me almost in tears 🥲
Like Father Like Daughter || Part I
A/N: Sooo! It is my first attempt to write something longer... And at the same moment it's my first attempt to write something longer from Hannibal fandom. Enjoy!
Words: 1018
Warnings: none.
Author: Cass
She returned to home after long year. Why? Boarding school in France. Her mother sent her there because of her unhealthy interests in murder and crime. It wasn’t so bad, the problem was that SHE sent her there when she was only 15. She was glad that she was able to come back home many times but she always returned there for her father. Her mother “died” in an “accident” a year after she has been sent there, after that she wanted return home, but father told her to stay and do what she loved to. So she did this and stayed there as long as she only could, she finished school and then started study biology, psychology, criminology. She was 24 now and because of some “stuff” that went wrong, she decided to take small vacations. And there was no better place than father’s house.
She muttered angrily to herself because now she realized that high heels weren’t a good idea. She was walking dressed only in high heels, short black dress, coat and scarf, pulling heavy suitcase behind her. She wanted to look nice, she good knew what was awaiting at house. Fancy dinner just like every time. She loved to watch how he was cooking, he was a real master in this.
She sighed happily when she was standing in front of a door. With a smile she knocked to them and waited.
Young woman could feel happiness in her heart when door were answered by her father. Man smiled at her.
“Arlene, my daughter.” He said and hugged her. Arlene smiled and nuzzled to man, with smile and happiness in her heart.
“Yes, I missed you father.” “I know, sweetheart. Come in. Dinner will be soon read, I will take you suitcase.” He said and woman nodded. She walked inside and looked around, while her father took suitcase to her old room. Home didn’t change that much, some furniture were new but that was all. There was no better place than home. Arlene sat down on a couch and looked around, thinking about last time when she was here.
“Why you returned so suddenly?” Father asked and sat next to her. “I just had to… Some stuff went horrible wrong… I had to ran away from France, I will wait till things get quiet again, then I gonna go back there.” She said and looked at him sadly “I let you down, father… I’m so sorry.” Man only smiled and stroked Arlene’s long black hair.
“You never let me down, you are young. Mistakes are normal.” He said slowly and watched her face. “You know what… Je t'aime.” Woman smiled and nodded “Je t'aime aussi, papa.” He smiled and kissed her forehead “I will be in kitchen.” Man said and left the room.
Arlene sighed and got up from couch, she slowly walked to her father’s desk and looked at many sketches made by him. She picked up and looked at one of them, it was a sketch of building, It was more than beautiful. She smiled when she saw signature of her father in the corner of the paper.
“Hannibal Lecter”
Yes… He was her father and she was his beloved daughter.
Arlene went to the kitchen and smiled at Hannibal.
“I missed you dad…” She said softly and walked to him. He looked at her and smiled.
“I missed you too, So you need to stay for longer time.” Arlene sighed sadly and quickly found wine and glasses.
“Yes… I really don’t want to be a problem, but things in France got really bad. They were too close… I made too many mistakes, dad” she said and poured wine into glasses.
You need a job” he said and took second glass. "Job… Or just something with what I will be busy” she said and took sip of wine. “Wine with special ingredient” Arlene purred “Who this time…” Hannibal smiled.
“Someone got too close to some stuff… I had to take care of this person.” He said.
“So… I think today’s dinner… We gonna eat "with” this person.“ Arlene said looking at him.
"Exactly sweetheart.” Hannibal nodded and took sip of wine.
“About job, I need an assistant. You will be great.”
“Stay close to my beloved father… I will take it.” She said with happiness.
Later the dinner time has come. There was no better place than home. Maybe Arlene was alone with her father but he was her only real family.
Before sleep Arlene put on short lace nightdress. She sighed softly and looked at herself in a mirror. She started make braid looking at scares on her body.
Hannibal went to room to check on his daughter. He looked at her and smiled, slowly he walked behind her and put hands on her shoulders.
“Look at yourself… Real perfection and grace…” he said slowly “Even your mother wasn’t so beautiful.”
Arlene smiled and looked at reflection of her father.
“Thank you… But… Can I ask you something?”
Hannibal gently stroked soft skin on Arlene’s arms.
“What is it?”
“I… I will never end up like my mother? You love me too much… I’m too much like you… Right?” She asked.
“Of course… I only couldn’t let her waste such a talent…” he kissed her shoulder. “Now… Don’t think about her anymore. Je t'aime.” Hannibal said slowly.
“Je t'aime aussi, papa.” She said quietly. “Good night and see you tomorrow.”
“Good night sweetheart” he left room.
Arlene sighed softly and shook her head. She went to bed, Arlene slipped into bed. It was big bed, woman wrapped herself in cashmere quilt and nuzzled to pillow. She was laying like this for several minutes before finally feeling asleep.
Hannibal was sitting in his room, sketching. When he reached into drawer in his desk, he found a photo of Arlene’s mother. Man smiled softly.
“Too bad you can’t see her now…” Hannibal said and got up. He slowly walkd to fireplace, “but you would kill such a potential. I couldn’t let you do this.“
Hannibal said and threw old photo into the fire.
Like Father Like Daughter || Part II
Words: 1485
Warnings: blood
Author: Cass
Arlene has been waken up by sunrays. She growled softly, slowly got up and walked to her suitcase and sighed. “Why I didn’t unpack it yesterday…” She smiled softly and quickly found grey shirt and black skirt. “This will be perfect” Arlene said and put things onto armchair. Then she grabbed her dressing-gown and went downstairs. “Do you ever sleep?” She asked and smiled looking at her father.
“I had to get up earlier … Bigger breakfast.” He smiled.
Arlene nodded “Dad… Can I get a hug?” She asked quietly.
Hannibal looked at her and walked to her, he slowly took her into his arms. “Something’s wrong…?” He asked and looked at her, stroking her cheek.
“Nothing… I just. I missed you dad.” She said and smiled at him.
Hannibal smiled back and kissed her forehead “I missed you too. I’m glad that my Sanglante Dame wasn’t caught by Police.”
She nodded “Yea… Someone got too close to me… I thought that it will be good to be with Police man… I thought I will have easier access to info… I will know when I will be able to work and when I need to stay quiet.”
“He got too close?” Hannibal asked.
Arlene only nodded “Yea… I was able to manipulate him…. He killed himself and I moved out.” She said.
Hannibal smiled and kissed her head “I’m proud.” He said. Arlene smiled “I will go and wait at breakfast.” Woman said and walked to the table.
After breakfast Arlene went to take shower, she brushed her hair and put on clothes that she prepared earlier, she also put on black high hills and glasses. Then she walked to her father. “I think you will be big distraction for my patients.” He smiled. “Don’t worry dad. It will be fine.” She giggled “Can we go?”
He nodded “Let’s go.”
Arlene took her bag and followed her father.
Arlene walked inside office. Ohhh… How she missed this place. Every small part of it. She could remember times when her father was showing her his sketches… They were really brutal like for 12 years old girl. She remembered days that she spent here with Hannibal. She walked along the wall looking at paintings that she saw few years ago. Place didn’t change and it was good. In this one room… There was too many of her memories.
Arlene put her bag down and sighed softly “So… I better go and look at papers.” She said, still looking around.
“Just be quick. I want to have you by my side when patient will come.” Hannibal said.
Arlene blinked “I’m sorry I though..” “You will be my assistant. You will be close to me whole time. Patients trust me… So they gonna trust my daughter.” Man smiled and Arlene nodded slowly “Okay… Sounds great.”
Arlene looked at papers, many cases were interesting. She didn’t knew why but only one name coughed her attention. “Will Graham”. Arlene even didn’t start read when she heard knocking, she got up from her place and went to open doors.
Man looked confused “Um… Doctor Lecter… Is He here?”
“Yes I’m.” He said and smiled at man softly.
Man walked inside “Good… Who’s this young lady?”
“This is my daughter. I hope you don’t mind her being here. She is my assistant, She is studying and I want her to get as much experience as it’s possible.” Hannibal explained and Arlene smiled at man.
“Oh… No… No. If this only will help this beautiful young lady then I can accept this. If she took your path it means she is worth my trust. Like father like daughter.” Man said happily.
Hannibal smiled and nodded “Let’s start.”
Rest of the day was the same. People were coming and leaving. Some of them had normal problems, some were psychopaths in some points. Arlene really enjoyed this. She was sitting on couch and listening… Learning about all of those sick minds. She had her notebook in hands. Writing down every important thing for her observation. Patient after patient… She was listening to the sounds of their voices, she watched their movements, their faces, but the most important she listened and watched Hannibal. Studying his every word and move.
After many hours Arlene finally said goodbye to last person “Good night and see you next time.” She said politely.
“Tired?” Hannibal asked and looked at her from his desk.
“Not really. It was… Interesting. Too bad that this day is over… I could...” Arlene was cut off by door.
Someone just walked inside. It was man, not too tall. He had dark curly hair and glasses.
“Hannibal I thought I won’t catch you… Who’s that…?” He asked looking at Arlene “Are you busy?”
“No, It’s my daughter.” He said looking at man.
“You… You have daughter?” Man asked, looking really confused.
“There is many things you don’t know about me, Will. Sweetheart please go close main door and come back here.” Hannibal looked at Arlene.
Arlene nodded and went to do what he asked her to. Now she could recognize that name, she saw it in papers this morning. Arlene had to admit, he was interesting as a patient… And he was handsome.
She returned back inside and slowly walked to desk. Arlene sat in chair and took her notebook, she started slowly write her new notes.
After that meeting Arlene got up from her seat and walked to her father.
“So… This is your daughter? My name is Will Graham.” Man said and offered his hand.
Arlene took his hand “Arlene Lecter.”
Hannibal looked at them “Will… Tomorrow we have less work to do. I want to invite you at small dinner 8p.m?”
Arlene blinked and looked at her father. “Um, okay. It sounds… 8p.m then. Thank you that I could talk with you and… I was nice to meet you.”
“You too, Will.” Arlene said quietly.
When man left, Arlene looked at Hannibal “I thought you shouldn’t be friends with patients.” She said.
“He is other case.” He said and shrugged “Ready to go… We need to get some things at tomorrow’s dinner.” Hannibal said and looked at Arlene.
Woman looked at him and smiled “Oh… I will help you with pleasure father.” She said nodding.
“What he did?” Arlene asked, looking at fresh blood covering her hands.
“No one important, really… Man from newspaper… He was really getting onto my nerves…” he growled.
“That’s explaining a lot.” Arlene smiled and helped her father.
This was her favorite part. Hands still covered in warm blood, buried deep inside dead body.
“You missed this, sanglante dame?” Hannibal smiled.
“Yes… I missed this so much. So… Now we cut here… And we have lungs, I need to say he was a really healthy man. What we gonna do with him?” she asked.
“Don’t worry about that.” He said watching her.
Arlene smiled, looking at her hands. She sighed heavily because she couldn’t stop herself. Woman started lick the blood off of her hands, Arlene moaned from happiness. “Merveilleusement!” She said and laughed “Ne peut pas attendre!” Arlene growled happily and continued to lick blood off of her fingers.
Arlene cleaned herself up and sighed happily “Mmmm… I love that, I needed that!”
“I knew it will make you feel better.” Hannibal said and stroked her cheek “Go home… I will take care of rest, just be careful, Sweetheart.” He murmured.
Arlene nodded and nuzzled to his hand “I will be careful, father and you have to be careful too” She said before leaving.
At home Arlene sighed sadly and shivered. “Too bad that stuff in France got so messed up.” She growled to herself and went to change.
When she got downstairs, Hannibal was already in kitchen “Want to help me? We will prepare meat and it will be great tomorrow.”
Arlene giggled “You know that blood is more my thing.” She said and walked closer. “No, thank you, father. I rather would like to watch. You are a Master in kitchen.”
Arlene watched his every move. He was so gentle and careful with meat.
He looked at her “You look tired. Go to bed sweetheart. We have work to do tomorrow and dinner to make.” He said.
Arlene sighed softly “You are right father. I will go to bed. I love you.”
Hannibal whispered. "I love you too sweetheart… Now please go to bed and rest. You had a hard day.“ With every word he walked closer to her, Hannibal wrapped arms around Arlene and pulled her closer "My brave little girl.” He whispered, stroking her cheek “Good night.”
Arlene nodded “Good night dad.” She said quietly and went to bedroom.
Hannibal came to bedroom to check on Arlene. He sat on bed and gently touched her cheek “My good girl, I will need to do something.” Hannibal said and then left the room.