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I’ve been thinking lately about the exact time hannigram feels love for each other for the first time.

It’s very obvious when it comes to Hannibal because we all saw his heart-eyes when they first met.

Like dude you don’t even try to hide it! You’re so fond of him and fascinated by this rude-but-beautiful man. (Also the “READY FOR LOVE in 5 days” describes him in 100% at this moment. Good work, marketing team!). But I don’t think this is exact time when he became aware of his feelings.

This scene is my favourite in the whole show and I think in this moment Hannibal truly knows how deeply he’s in love. He thought Will was dead and then he finally sees him he was like - 🥺. I’m sure if Will was really dead Hannibal would sob in Bedelia’s place and then kill everyone in FBI (because they couldn’t save Will) and then himself.

It’s far more complicated with it comes to Will. Partly because Will denies his feelings and tries to concentrate on Chesapeake’s Ripper’s murders. Even when he found out that Hannibal is a murderer and generate all this plan with Freddie he tried to warn Hannibal (And wanted to run away with him as we know) in Mizumono. And partly because Will just hide this feelings better than Hannibal (which is very funny because Hannibal had a complete control of his emotions but when Will was around Hannibal was like 😍🥰🥺☺️).

Also we can’t exclude that Will is from south which is quite homophobic part of the country. I think it was more hard to him to accept the fact that he’s attracted to man than it was to Hannibal. So it’s obvious that Will would deny his feelings even if he wouldn’t fall in love with the cannibal but just a man.

Did Will feel sort of love in this scene? Well, I don’t think this was exactly love but I’m sure he felt a huge gratitude that he’s not alone in this situation. He didn’t know Hannibal much by this time but he thought that this man deserves to be in his life. He felt interest maybe (soon after the “I don’t find you that interesting” scene lol).

In this scene Will said “I have to deal with you and my feelings about you”. (Some people might say that he meant hate in this scene but I think he meant love/hate) So by this time we know that he’s aware of his feelings about Hannibal. I’m 100% sure that Will fully accepts his feelings only in Mizumono. (A giant black deer as a metaphor of his feelings for Hannibal is literally bleeding when Hannibal runs away).

Soooo I think that he feels so sort of butterflies in this scene. Some of you can argue with me saying “well he compares Hannibal with Chesapeake’s Ripper here” and maybe you’re right but it’s only 1x07! It’s too early for him to realise that! Will is a man of labour and he always sees Hannibal as pedant and clean person and right now he’s saving man’s life without minding. Will sees Hannibal as strong and professional as he is. And I think in this moment he felt something.

Sorry for my grammar. English is not my native language. I also would like to see your opinions and thoughts about this topic.

Hannibal x Reader

...who refuses to eat after finding out what animal the meat they're being served actually comes from.

CW: Force-feeding, captivity, slight (unintentional, can be seen platonically) Hannigram pairing

You haven't always been aware of it, but it eventually grew to be extremely obvious—Incredibly, eating had become a rather gruesome task. Just gazing at the food made your stomach churn and following each bite was a dreadful feeling of repulsion. The once innocent and innate act of eating exempt you from being a victim. Reversely, it made YOU the culprit, to a considerable extent.

—

You knew it.

Each swallowed mouthful was a new lump in your throat.

Hannibal Lecter was a rather cunning murderer; You were his, and apparently Will's, hapless little victim.

—

You couldn't quite comprehend the truth. To be fair, it was indigestible, both literally and metaphorically. Being held captive was one thing, but human flesh and organs existing to be the sole source of your intricate meals was just... bewildering.

"Y/N." Hannibal spoke, in his usual monotone tone of voice. He glanced at your almost untouched plate of food before averting his gaze back at you, in a slightly demanding manner.

"I cannot help but make note of your forbearance." He remarked, putting his carefully crafted metal fork down and intertwining his slender fingers together.

Truly, his statements were nothing more than politely-worded and conscientiously constructed commands. You knew him well enough to be able to recognise them with ease.

"I'm sorry." A mere apology was all you could utter before tentatively picking up your cutlery and eating.

—

Ever since that night, Hannibal has seemingly noticed the changes in your eating patterns. How you ate less and less, eyeing him guiltily, hoping he wouldn't say anything regarding the matter. Thankfully, you were rather... Obedient.

He couldn't, however, help but wonder what exactly gave rise to this peculiar behaviour. At first, he attributed it to unwellness. As displeased as it made him, he understood that being held captive can have quite the toll on one's mental well-being. Be that as it may, your otherwise passive and compliant attitude disproved his theory.

Perhaps it was your way of rebelling, almost slightly adorable. Almost.

Eventually, he figured it out—How absent-minded you were, under the ridiculous belief that he was unaware of the unquantifiable guilt that washed through you with each bite. Of course, he couldn't allow this unacceptable habit of yours to continue.

—

Friday, evening

Given the day, the manhunter invited Will over for dinner. Naturally, you were to be present at the table.

You barely touched the meat contents of your intricately cooked lunch. When inquired, you excused yourself with a rather simple and straightforward lie.

"I'm not in the mood for meat."

In that moment, you could swear Hannibal's lips curved upward to a knowing smile. Before you could even take a mental photograph, he adopted his characteristic stoic expression.

Something was off.

He was looking at you the way a hedonist seeks sensation.

The way a dog waits for a piece of meat.

The way a spider methodically and patiently ceases for the perfect moment to ambush its helpless prey.

Will was already sat at the dinner table when you came down from the attic. His eyes were full of disdain. Pity; Warning you of whatever was to come.

The two men were conversing, but you could barely make out what they were saying, due to their continuous use of indiscernible metaphors, as if they were codifying the contents of their dialogue.

The main dish; "Braised Roast" meat baked in clay with marrow, and lady apples on the side.

You inhaled deeply, grasping your shiny fork so hard your knuckles adopted a snow-white shade.

"What are we waiting for?" Hannibal smiled, his deep brown eyes initially landing on Will before eventually finding their way to you, where they lingered for a bit longer than they should've.

You felt an uncanny pressure watching both of them clear their plates. Each moment he stopped to chew he meticulously used to eye you.

"It's unfortunate you're not eating." The psychiatrist exclaimed, obviously referring to you and how your food remained unconsumed. You awkwardly chuckled - Approximately a billion excuses ought to travel to your lips, yet each and every single one got stuck in your throat.

"You know I cannot condone this behaviour any longer; It truly pains me to see you abstain from eating everything I cook." He berated you with plastered concerns. Will simply nodded, only looking at you from the corner of his eyes. Hannibal was now ogling at you and impatiently waiting. It was made clear that you expected to finish everything on your plate.

Yet you didn't. You just gawked at the contents in front of you intently, trembling.

"That's no good. I was hoping not to get my hands dirty tonight." Hannibal sighed as he got up from his seat. Your grasp on your chair only tightened, your brows knit together with uncertainty and untainted fear as he approached you.

His large hands abruptly grabbed both of your wrists before aggressively pinning them down on the wooden armrests of the chair you were sat on. You winced in pain for no longer than a second, at which he he unlocked his jaw to speak once more.

"Do not struggle. There is no need to make things harder than they already have presented themselves to be." He calmly requested as he applied more pressure before eyeballing Will, who consequently got up from his seat and placed his own colder hands right where Hannibal's previously were, just long enough for Hannibal to skillfully tie rope around all your limbs.

With both his hands now free, he could now do as he pleased. His left hand violently held your chin up, his perfectly round fingernail digging in your soft cheeks deep enough to leave a temporary mark, while his right picked up your fork.

He stabbed it in the meat, before bringing it centimeters away from your lips.

"Open up." He ordered. You stubbornly kept your mouth shut.

"...or don't." He painfully opened your teeth, forcing the food down your throat before making you chew and swallow. A horrifying sensation washed over you as you felt the food travel down to your previously empty stomach.

"There. It's not that bad, is it?" He smiled as he dug in the plate. Your eyes began to well up as he continued to force-feed you what was once a human-being.

About halfway through, you felt everything climbing back up your esophagus - However, gagging was seemingly not permitted. If anything, it encouraged him to continue.

And just when you thought it was coming to an end, when there was not a single crumb left, he excused himself only to bring back another plate just as full of tender meat.

Your stomach was very obnoxiously full by that point, and Hannibal was well accustomed to that. You were being reprimanded, after all. Punishments shall not lack the aspect of pain, or else they're not effective. All you could do was pathetically plead for him to stop between each excruciating mouthful that was forced down your throat, which he appeared to find rather irritable.

He left just enough space in between each bit to allow you to pitifully gasp for oxygen. You were long out of tears, but the pleading look in your eyes was more than enough to satiate Hannibal.

Your stomach grew to be rock-hard and bloated, as it excruciatingly pressed against your pants, the buttons of which were barely holding up against your full gut. Once you were finally done, Hannibal gently dragged his thumb against it, gingerly enough to soothe you yet firm enough to cause you pain. He unbuttoned the top button of your pants, giving you a very short-lived feeling of serenity.

"I forbid you from going to bed hungry ever again. Understood?" He instructed, untying the ropes that constrained you before placing a tender kiss on the top of your head.

𝕸𝖆𝖈𝖆𝖇𝖗𝖊

Pairing: Hannibal X Reader

⚠️ Warnings: mentions of weapons and murder, implications of sexuality, that's about it ⚠️

AN: Hey panko shrimps, it's been a while! I hope to make this account more active going into 2024 so I hope this Hannibal fic is a good ease back into writing! 💛🦐

Your feet tapped against the hardwood floor in anticipation. It had been a long time coming to actually go along with your doctor's referral to see a psychiatrist and here you were, against your initial wishes. There wasn't much to you that you didn't already know as you considered yourself to be quite introspective most of the time; yet here you were with your anxieties hopefully concealed to your best ability, and the faux smile plastered on your face to hide whatever was left over. An unsettling feeling was still in your stomach which you hoped would eventually subside.

The waiting room itself was nothing short of grand. The marble flooring and intricately carved stone walls gave the impression of perfection but hindered the possibility for any sunlight that could have potentially set you at ease. It was a cold sort of old money interior, not that you had been directly expecting anything else of the sort, just silently hoping for a more inviting atmosphere. Dressed to match the occasion (and the environment, it seems), you were wearing a knee length black skirt and a white button down top. Black tights and matching flats with your hair neatly in place made the rest of the outfit cohesive. You weren't looking to stand out, especially not to whomever your new psychiatrist was.

But oh, how fast that would change.

A few more agonizing minutes went by before the large door to your right opened up revealing a tall man seemingly in his forties with unkempt hair and jackets piled one on top of the other. Black framed glasses adorned his angular and unshaven face; almost as if they were strategically placed there to cover the large under eye bags he had. Your initial response was one of surprise and then somewhat of a let down. If a man who was supposed to aide others through their difficulties looked as if he had a million and one of them himself, what work was there he could provide?

Setting your initial judgements aside, you reach your hand out to shake his. "Y/N. You must be Doctor Lecter?" You asked in a small voice, smaller than you intended. There goes your original plan of coming across as dominant and straightforward. Guess you'll have to use another tactic to try and withhold the fact you were terrified for this meeting.

"Oh, ah no." He said, offering his hand to shake yours and then immediately after doing so, wiped his hand on his jacket. A rude gesture that didn't go unnoticed. "I'm Will Graham."

Another anxious twinge ran through your whole nervous system. Were you in the wrong room? The wrong place? The wrong building, perhaps? That's infinitely more embarrassing than anything else you could've mustered about this gathering.

Stepping slightly aside and placing his hands into his pockets, another taller figure emerged from the doorway from beside this supposed Will Graham. This man, unlike the other, immediately had you floored. Slicked back greying hair with a chiseled face that of a Danish statue paired oh so wonderfully with a black tux, pink button down and an expensive tie was the only thing that filled your vision. His eyes were piercing with a hint of some unfamiliar darkness, however, that calming sunlight you had hoped for seemed a silly request now. It was almost as if those two things, this man's eyes and the sun, could not exist within the same place as though his expression would diminish the light emitting from the solar system. You'd never found yourself so infatuated so quickly and the thought scared you but drew you in with a perplexed curiosity that you hadn't experienced yet before.

"Y/N," he smiled, reaching his hands out to hold the both of yours in a formal greeting, "I must be the man you're looking for."

You almost said yes, yes you are right there and then. His hands were cold but steady, artist's hands. You briefly remember being told of Doctor Lecter's past occupation with working in the surgical room.

"Doctor Lecter?" You asked, as if you needed to confirm. You smiled at him, forgetting your worries and your determined voice came back to you and you silently thanked Will for being the person your meekness was originally directed towards.

"Ah yes, that would be me. Please forgive me for going slightly past overtime, I was just finishing up my appointment with Mr. Graham here."

Cordial and charming. What a dangerous mixture of the two adjectives.

"I'll be out now," Will said, looking down at his phone with a poignant expression, "Jack will be wondering my whereabouts anyways."

"Then you must go," the doctor said, never taking his eyes off of you once, "wouldn't want him to worry."

You watched as Will nodded and placed his hands into the pockets of his overcoat and made his way to the polished staircase leading to the exit. His disappearance almost didn't entirely register to you at all as you looked down and noticed your hands were still intertwined with the doctor's. As if he just noticed it as well, he offered up an awkward chuckle as he gently removed his hands from yours, not wiping them on his shirt as his counterpart had.

"Shall you come in?" He asked, placing the large of his back against the doorway with an invitation in the form of an outstretched hand towards the room he'd just come out of, making room for you to walk through.

"Oh uh yeah." You remembered your reasoning for being there in the first place as your senses came back to you. Let's get this over with.

• • • 💉 💉 💉 • • •

Inside, the office was massive, the marble flooring continuing into the carpeted room. A large desk loomed towards the front of the room with a decorative Turkish lamp placed atop along with various writing utensils and a laptop. A couple of chaise lounges took up residency by the furthest area of the study and were closest to the largest curtained windows you've ever seen in your life. A small table with large papers littering the top of it wasn't too far off from the designated seating arrangement and to top off the grandeur of the room itself, was a second half-story with walls lined with books.

It was as if you had stepped into some sort of museum with the way everything was spotless. Everything was clean and if it wasn't organized, it was a neat type of disorderly. What stood out to you the most was this small table of disorder with all the papers haphazardly sticking off the ends and so you went to investigate as the doctor stood a few feet behind you, watching your every move. With the slight sway of your hips and the way your hair fell, he would be amiss to not focus himself on you. It was not like him to feel this strongly, whatever this feeling was, about anyone upon first introduction yet here you were. A presence so familiar yet so foreign to him as he became mentally aroused by the thought of something that wasn't murder. Something that could captivate his interest and lure him in. Perhaps it was a good thing he'd gotten the patient referral.

Your outfit was inviting, yet not too revealing. It left him with an appetite for more yet an appreciation for the craft. The way you held yourself was one of someone who has been guarded her whole life, but has done the emotional work of opening up once more, although with caution. The slight dirt on your soles gave him enough information to know that you cared about your appearance, but not to the point where you were vain or someone who required a lot to make them happy. You were gorgeous, of course that was a given, but you came with the inner workings of a traumatic past- one that made you feel as though taking up space was a crime in itself. He was determined to rewire that thinking of yours, not just as a psychologist but as someone who could see the beauty in you.

Unbeknownst to his observation, you slid your hand carefully over the papers to see they had been drawn on in graphite. Beautiful images of anatomy danced over them in an alluring yet subtly worrisome way. The figures were beautiful, yes, but the compromised positions they were in and the sharp weapons that stuck out of their flesh had your heart skip a beat.

As if he could hear what was going through your mind, the doctor spoke up to alleviate any worries you might have. "The macabre. There is art in death and I hope to shed light on that through my drawings." He said, calm and sultry.

You heard his shoes against the floor as he made his way over to you. His cologne was sharp but not unpleasant as the scent filled your lungs, his arm just brushing yours as he looked down at his own works as if critiquing them in his mind although he was only really looking to see what your reaction would be. Would you flinch away from him after seeing these? Would you be drawn in, curious or would another wave of nervousness hit like what you had felt in the waiting room?

Instead, you look up at him, the two of you very close now. "They're lovely, I think your attention to detail is phenomenally done."

A wave of heat went down his spine. Why did it fill him with such satisfaction to hear a compliment of his work (which he knew was quite good) escape your lips? He dismissed it almost as quickly as it arose, however. He must keep things professional and he wasn't fond of the way his entire demeanor seems to have gone awry upon your arrival. It was so hard to be collected in your presence. How is that so?

Returning to his original formalities, he gestures for you to take a seat on one of the lounges, away from any implication of the monster he truly was on the inside, although his stoicism concealed it well.

You complied, respectfully making sure your skirt was correctly placed before sitting down on one of the velveteen sofas, trying your best to make yourself comfortable. Any forwardness you may have regained upon walking into the study has now left you alone, struggling to regain your composure. You tried your best to go down the list of everything making you anxious so as to tackle each problem in an efficient and healthy way, as you had been told to do from previous visits to therapists in the past.

1.) You're in a new setting.

This is something that a lot of people struggle with, you told yourself, trying to put yourself at ease and to not blame yourself too much. It'll become a familiar setting with the more meetings you have with the doctor.

2.) You're nervous about keeping up appearances.

Well, you had just met the guy and you haven't embarrassed yourself all too badly yet. You had mistaken his patient Will for him, but that was an honest assumption. You doubt he would've thought anything too much of it as it didn't seem entirely unusual.

3.) There is a very, very attractive man sitting across from you right now.

This was the one thing you weren't sure you could talk yourself down from. From the way he positioned his legs comfortably one over the other with his head rested against his palm in the armchair to the notebook he had in his lap, he was the literal definition of temptation. It was as if the devil himself were trying to get you to bite the apple and consume yourself with desire. This random invigorating feeling of lust springing up on you out of nowhere was so out of the ordinary for you. There was an undeniable tension between the two of you, yes, but this sudden satiation was seemingly preposterous.

You folded your hands in your lap and settled on looking at the floor rather than Doctor Lecter.

He cleared his throat and began to speak in that tone that drove you wild. "Would you perhaps like a drink?" He asked, innocently enough.

"Sure, as long as it wouldn't be an imposition." You say, finally mustering up the courage to look at him.

He smiled and arose from his chair to busy himself at the liquor cabinet you hadn't noticed upon first glance of the study. "Not at all, are you more of a wine or beer type of woman?"

He took off his blazer and laid it upon the backing of the chair closest to the large desk, revealing the pink button down from before. He opened the cabinet and poured himself a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon before turning to face you.

"I like wine, if you don't mind." You said, offering up another one of those faux faces of confidence. You felt yourself sit up straighter in your seat.

"I hope red is alright, I'm more of a red wine enthusiast myself. Pairs well with dishes." He states, before going to pour yours and offer you the glass, which you took tentatively.

"You're a chef?" You ask.

"Yes, it's a hobby of mine," He sits down in the chair again, placing the notebook in his lap once more before he asks, "Do you have any hobbies?"

He begins to write. The session has begun.

"I'm somewhat of an artist myself." You say, staring at the page as you see his hand create the unmistakable swirls of the cursive alphabet. Of course he writes in cursive.

"Mhm." He smiles to himself, reaching for another sip of the Cabernet. "Of what medium?"

"I prefer portrait work. With pencil, I mean." You notice a lipstick mark on the side of the glass you had just used, much to your dismay. You didn't want to make his dishes any dirtier than you already would be by drinking out of them. Lipstick could be difficult to remove.

He had also noticed this too, and had silently prayed for you not to remove it. Something in him told him he would be cherishing that glass after you had left it, reveling in the dark red makeup left behind by your lips. Even your stained imprint in his dishes had a divinity to it.

You set the glass down and continued the conversation. "I also enjoy reading, so you can imagine my surprise noticing your extensive library."

"You like my library? It took quite the time to build it, much less fill it with literature of my liking."

You allowed your eyes to move around the room and take in everything you may have missed on the second floor, seeing now the ladder that was placed against the side of the balcony. You would have a field day in here.

As if reading your mind again he adds, "You're welcome to it any time you'd like."

"I- thank you, that's very kind." You say, turning to face him once more. He seemed pleased you didn't immediately turn down the offer although he wasn't quite sure where the offer had come from himself.

"Not an issue at all." He states, looking directly into your eyes now. It's a gaze you don't feel as though you'll ever recover from. It's intense and cold but somehow so inviting in a way that's more peculiar than anything else. There's a darkness behind them, despite their bright blue nature. Everything around them fades to black and it's almost as if you're so deep into them that you've traveled to an alternate dimension entirely. You feel as though you're looking right through them, not into his soul, no. But to something much darker, much more insatiable.

Snapping back into reality, you notice how close the two of you have gotten to one another. He stands up, extending his arm out to you and then pulling you up with him, wine glasses and notebooks discarded along with the conversation you two never finished. Your eyes never left each other once as you were now face to face almost chest to chest, him towering over you.

"D-doctor I-"

He tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear, looking down at you.

"Please, call me Hannibal."

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Can I request a Hannibal x reader fic where she's his wife and one evening Will randomly shows up at their house, while they're talking Will notices she has a bite mark (or whatever) on her shoulder/neck and Hannibal catches him staring?

You choose how it goes from there 😊

Drabble

Warnings; None.

Hannibal x F!Reader

Words; 666

A/N; Hello! Sorry it's short, I don't feel fine lately and it shows lol sorry for any typos, enjoy.

Will Graham’s mind was about to explode, ever since he got a job from Jack Crawford he was too occupied with catching the Chesapeake Ripper. He needed to share his ideas with his new colleague/friend, he haven not decided yet. It was 9 pm and he drove to Hannibal Lecter and Y/N Lecter’s house. On the way he remembered the first time he met her, they were an unusual couple and Will admired that. Y/N is a beautiful woman with innocent eyes and a cunning brain, you never know her true intentions until she reveals them on her terms. Hannibal is like the same way so they are the perfect match, Will thought.

When he ringed the door bell Hannibal answered it after few seconds, ‘’Will?’’ he seemed surprised because it wasn’t Will’s habit to drop by like this. ‘’May I come in?’’ He asked as he walked inside, he seemed stressed so Hannibal closed the door behind him and took his coat, ‘’Honey, we have a guest!’’ Hannibal slightly raised his voice so that his beloved wife could hear him. Y/N Lecter came from the living room to see the guest, ‘’Will, what a lovely surprise.’’ Will had conflicting feelings towards her, one could never tell if she was being nice or cold, those lines were blurred in her personality. ‘’Please join us by the fire,’’ they had a huge fireplace in the living room, ‘’we have wine.’’ And they all walked to the living room. There was a cozy atmosphere, Hannibal and Y/N sat next to each other on the sofa while Will sat on the singular couch, the smell of wine and the warmth radiating from the fireplace gave him a sense of comfort, a comfort in a wolf’s den he thought.

‘’What is it that troubles you my friend? You seem stressed.’’ Hannibal was the first one to speak after the few minutes of silence, Will look at Y/N and Hannibal, he didn’t know whether Y/N knew anything about their new case, ‘’It’s about the new killer.’’ Hannibal understood Will’s hesitation, ‘’Y/N knows everything about my job and outside my job. She knows that I help you and the FBI. You can speak about the Chesapeake Ripper.’’ This gave Will confidence. As he was talking about new evidence and his theories about this murdered Will’s colorful eyes caught something. A bruise on Y/N Lecter’s pretty neck. At first he thought it’s the shadow of the dim lights in the room but when he gave another look he was sure that it was a bruise and a big one, which made him concerned for her safety, could Hannibal hurt a woman? As he was talking and kept giving small glances on her neck Hannibal noticed the situation, he was, as always, quick to notice tiny details in any situation. Should he say something or let it pass? He was proud of his work, he loved to mark his beloved wife and he loved it when other people noticed things like this, they belonged to each other in this life and also in other lives if the reincarnation theory was true. He put his long arm to rest behind Y/N in a protective manner, his eyes never left Will’s shy ones. Will wasn’t a stupid man, he understood primal instincts and how they worked, Hannibal was showing that Y/N belonged to him and him only, and if Will tried to do or say something Hannibal would react to it. Y/N was smiling and enjoying the power she had on two strong and intelligent men. Femininity is a weapon if you know how to use it her mother’s first lesson.

Thank you for reading. :)

Hello! May I request a Hannibal x reader where Reader is Abel Gideon's daughter & was in medical school but dropped out after the whole "dad killing her entire family" thing. The FBI questions her when they think her dad is the Chesapeake Ripper & she is just v shy. Idk where the story goes from there but I trust in your creative abilities❤ @sourdrop​

Warnings; Mention of murder.

Drabble!

A/N; Thank you for trusting my creative abilities, hope I didn’t disappoint you. Sorry for any typos. Enjoy. :)

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Y/N Gideon, a heavy name to bear these days, especially when your father decided to have a mental break down and kill the entire family. He saved you for last, you were his golden star, if you didn’t find a phone to call 911 you would be dead right now, that memory haunts you every single night and you have a knife wound to carry for the rest of your life. The saddest part was that you were a medical student and after this incident you had to spend your days in a mental institute, months later you got a letter from your school, they were saying that they can’t have you come back. They called your father The Chesapeake Ripper, what a charming super star name, now he was locked up thank God.

You didn’t understand why you were here, the incident happened months ago and you already gave your statement to the FBI, now you were in Jack Crawford’s office waiting for some people to come. ‘’Ms. Gideon, I’m so sorry to drag you here, it must be hard for you but me and my team we have some questions.’’ The tall man said, he was the head of his team, you remembered him because he came to your crime scene. ‘’I already gave my statement to you Mr. Crawford, why don’t you be frank with me, why am I here?’’

The door to his office was opened and 2 men entered, you haven’t seen them before, one of them looked uncomfortable to be here, his blue eyes searching for anything but your face, ‘’Not fond of eye contact.’’ You thought, you understood because your father left an ugly scar on your face, and it was unnatural for people. The other man had a calm expression on his face, hands in his pockets and he looked confident, as soon as he walked in he looked directly into your eyes which startled you, he gently smiled but it didn’t reach to his maroon eyes, he extended his hand, ‘’I’m doctor Hannibal Lecter, nice to meet you Ms. Gideon.’’ You took his hand, ‘’Please, Y/N.’’ the other man simply nodded, ‘’Will Graham and Doctor Lecter are here for some questions.’’ Jack simply explained, Lecter sat next to you on the couch, his scent was rich and you found yourself blush, he was a handsome man.

‘’Did you notice anything abnormal before your father committed his crime? Any change of personality?’’ Will Graham asked, he had a notebook and a pen, his glasses made him look cute. You averted your gaze, ‘’No,’’ you tried to remember your father before the incident, he was intelligent, loving and a smart man, ‘’Nothing out of the ordinary. Mr. Crawford  like I said before, I already gave my statement.’’

‘’There might be someone, copying your father’s work. We suspect that Abel Gideon has an apprentice.’’ All eyes were on you, you looked down to study your shaky hands, you hated being shy, ‘’I’m the perfect suspect, right? Gideon’s 21 year old medical student daughter takes her father’s work. Touching.’’ You hated being the suspect, wherever you go people treated you differently, you were like a some fucked up celebrity and it hurt you. Hannibal gently placed a hand on your back, ‘’No one is blaming you Y/N, we’re just trying to figure out who is the apprentice. Anything you say, remember can help us catch the killer.’’ He said with his calming manner, his low voice made you look up to meet his maroon eyes, you noticed something dark in them. You saw that look before, it was a look of a man who is hiding something… you shook your head, that was none of your business. ‘’He was my father until he gave me this scar and killed my family, until that second he was a respected doctor and a loving husband. That’s all I have to say. May I be excused?’’ Even in a situation like this you respected them, they were just doing their job and you wanted to help them but there was nothing you could do. ‘’This apprentice you’re talking about, I’ve read it on a blog, his next victims will be a well respected and rich family like mine.’’ You stood up to leave, ‘’Thank you for your time Y/N,’’ Jack said, ‘’Please don’t leave the town until we find this new killer.’’ You simply nodded and bid other gentlemen farewell.

As you left the office you heard strong footsteps behind you and Hannibal caught up to you, he held your hand, ‘’Y/N,’’ you turned to face him, ‘’Yes Doctor Lecter?’’

He gave you a piece of paper which had his personal phone number, ‘’I’m a psychiatrist, if you need therapy my doors are open for you. And if you want a friend to spend time with, again my doors are open.’’ He gave you a subtle wink, you felt the blood rush to your face, was he joking or serious? ‘’T- thank you Doc-‘’

‘’Please, Hannibal.’’ He gave a gentle kiss on your hand like gentleman from 18 hundreds. As he left you looked at the piece of paper and smiled, you didn’t know what you were getting yourself into. 

Thank you for reading. :)

Hannibal x reader when Mason Verger gets too close to their young daughter and Hannibal immediately goes into protective dad mode and his daughter immediately doesn’t like Mason. If you want, you can add that the reader is silently proud of their little girl for calling Mason a bad word. @iamcavainna​

Warnings; Mason Verger being a creep. Ew.

Drabble!

A/n; Hi guys! Thank you for this request, I HATE MASON VERGER SO MUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA. Sorry for any typos, enjoy. 

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It was a cold  snowy day in Baltimore, you and your daughter Aldona left home to visit your husband Hannibal. Hannibal got tickets to Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar, he was spoiling you and your daughter like you belong to a royal family and neither of you complained.

Before you had Aldona you and Hannibal spend a lot of years together. You met him on a charity auction years ago, sitting next to each other. He simply turned to you and said how amazing you smelled and he wanted to know your perfume, that was a strange remark, however he made you smile and you had a nice conversation with him during the auction. You didn’t know how but he found your phone number and he insisted on to have you over for dinner and the rest is history. When he got the courage to tell you what he does on his free days he expected you to run for your life and never look back but you listened to him and his family history and how he got here, you cupped his warm cheeks and told him that you didn’t care, for once in his life he was shocked.

After having Aldona he became more passionate, he always said he wanted a daughter and the universe gifted him with Aldona, he wanted to name her and you didn’t say no. He was from Lithuania originally and he didn’t want to name his child a basic American name, it was his child and she had to have a special, unique name. She was a beautiful child and she grew up to be a beautiful young woman, she was 19 and home for the holidays at the moment.  

‘’Your dad has the tickets so we have to visit his office.’’ You simply explained your daughter and drove to your husband’s office. The lights were on, it was close to 9pm so he must be seeing his last patient.  Before you could knock his door it was opened by Hannibal and you saw Mason Verger coming out, you knew him because you met his sister on charity fundraisings, you never liked her brother, Verger family was just weird and they were coming from old money so they probably had a lot of skeletons in their closets. His cold blue eyes made you uncomfortable, ‘’Mrs. Lecter! It is so good to see you.’’ He said rather loudly, you had to smile kindly, ‘’Hello Mason. How are you?’’ even though you didn’t like him you had good manners, ‘’Thank you, thank you,’’ he looked over to see your daughter, ‘’Have we met before Miss?’’ you could see Hannibal’s posture go tight. ‘’No sir.’’ Your daughter said, Mason was much older than your daughter, Hannibal made sure to teach your daughter how to address someone who is older than her, Mason extended his gloved hand, ‘’Mason Verger. I’m sure you’ve heard the name Verger, we’re popular in Baltimore.’’ You wanted to wipe that cocky grin off of his lips. ‘’Unfortunately no, never heard of it.’’ Your daughter coldly said, she crossed her arms and stood next to you, it was a thing she did whenever she was uncomfortable and you gently patted her back.

Hannibal took a step between Aldona and Mason, ‘’If you don’t have anything more to add our session Mason, I would like to leave with my family.’’ His maroon eyes challenged Mason. Mason looked displeased but if he was smart enough to read Hannibal’s face he would leave and never come back. Months ago Hannibal made a mental note to help Margot Verger with the murder of her brother and Mason was pushing his luck right now, his hands were fists and he was trying really hard not to punch Mason. He couldn’t do that in front of his precious daughter.

Mason Verger reached for his pockets and found his business card, ‘’If you need anything give me a call.’’ He said and as he was about to give it to Aldona Hannibal quickly took the card, ‘’If we need anything we will let you know. Have good evening Mason.’’ When Mason left Hannibal threw the card into trash bin, ‘’Shall we leave girls?’’ Aldona jumped to hug her dad, ‘’He was an asshole, thank you dad.’’ Hannibal never liked cursing but her comment made him threw his head back and laugh, you joined them, even though you were happy and laughing you knew what was going to happen to Mr. Verger in the near future.

Thank you for reading. :)

Hi, I don't know if you are still taking request, but I have an idea and I would love to read, were Hannibal just found out he have the first symptoms of parkinson's disease, like his hand are beginning to shake and freak out and try everything he could the hide it from his SO. But somehow she find out and comfort him. @lzzygeekk​

Warnings; Mention of illness.

Pairings; Hannibal Lecter x Reader

OneShot/Drabble

A/n; Hi guys, yes im taking request all the time. Sorry for any typos. Enjoy. 

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Hannibal Lecter was writing a check for his beloved when he first noticed it, his hand writing was something he was proud of, it was unique like everyone else however you always complimented his hand writing and it looked aesthetically pleasing but now he realized there was a slight change, at that moment you were impatiently waiting for him to sign the check and give it to you because you ordered bunch of flowers and you had to the send the check to the company.

After a month of this incident Hannibal was at home cooking for you a nice dinner,  classical music was playing through the stereo inside the kitchen, he had a white wine, he always had a glass of wine when he cooked something. You walked in, ‘’Hi.’’ You smiled brightly, a con in this relationship was that you never worried about food, the first time you stayed at his place he told you that he was the chef in the house and you gladly accepted it. ‘’What are we having my love?’’ you asked as you hugged him from behind, ‘’Boillabassie, a traditional French fish soup is infused with saffron, orange, thyme and chilli.’’ He shortly explained, ‘’And for dessert?’’ you kissed the exposed part of his neck, he had a grey sweater and gray pants. He looked yummy, ‘’I was thinking…’’ he pretended like he was in deep thoughts, ‘’you.’’ You giggled, he picked up the pan to put it on the stove and he felt his hands shake slightly, this never happened before and the pan wasn’t that heavy, he didn’t say anything, he just kept cooking but in his mind palace he made a mental note that he should search his symptoms, -deep down he already knew his illness, it was genetic.-

The age gap between you and Hannibal was something you didn’t care about, your friends sometimes teased you about it but it was for fun, he even stated that if this was uncomfortable to you in any way you could leave him, it was early stages in your relationship and you said you didn’t care, and Hannibal never brought it up again. You remembered that time when you noticed the way his hands were shaking few moment ago, you pretended like you had no idea because you had to let Hannibal come to you, he never liked asking for help. You were reading a book when you saw Hannibal coming downstairs with his laptop, ‘’We need to talk.’’ He said with a serious tone, his maroon eyes watched you put the book aside and focus on him. ‘’Here is the passwords for all of my bank accounts and social media account,’’ he gave you a piece of paper. ‘’and this is the cabin’s address, yes I bought a cabin for us, and here is the phone number of my lawyer. We should get married so that you can have whatever I have when.. something happens to me.’’ His voice was calm but you could see that he was freaking out inside, those eyes never lied to you, to others yes, but to you.. no.

‘’Hannibal, please sit.’’

He sat on the comfortable couch, you put the laptop on the dark brown coffee table and you hugged him, he embraced you in his big arms. ‘’I know what you’re going through,’’ you gently whispered not mentioning the illness, ‘’and I’m here for you. I’m not with you so that I can be Mrs. Lecter and watch the doors open for me all the time, I’m with you because I love you.  We can fight this together.’’ Hannibal exhaled a deep breath he was holding, e though you might want to leave him and he couldn’t accept that. ‘’Thank you Y/N,’’ he whispered back with his low voice, ‘’I’m the luckiest man on this planet.’’

Thank you for reading. :)

Princess

I think I have read all of your fics but I hope this hasn’t already been requested, but a Hannibal x fem reader smut where maybe they aren’t dating yet and she stressed and gets frustrated and snaps/yells at him in his office and he just goes silent then responds with his dominant self and like ya know wink wink (maybe bends her over the desk) the rest is like up to you. @fallingfor-fics

Warnings; Unprotected sex. Spanking. Daddy kink, praise kink omg :D

A/N: Thank you for this request. Chile anyways so... lol Sorry for any typos. <3

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Y/N was on her way to Doctor Hannibal Lecter’s office, it was lunch time and she promised that they would eat lunch together at his office. She made sandwiches and brought sliced fruits, she walked to the office and quickly ran the hall way, as usual it was silent and dim. She knocked on the grey door and Hannibal Lecter answered it with a strange smile. Y/N and Hannibal met couple months ago, she was Will Graham’s close friend and she was invited to Doctor Lecter’s dinner party. Hannibal Lecter kindly introduced himself to her, he wasn’t just kind though, there were walls between them, Will warned her about Hannibal’s strange behavior. She was fascinated by him, the way he walked, talked and held himself… she could see that he was a man who looked down on most people but when they were alone she felt they were equal, he made sure of that. Hannibal always remembered and cherished the day they met, she walked to his kitchen with Will, Hannibal looked up to see this young woman, he had to admit he had never seen such beauty before, he stopped whatever he was doing and walked up to meet them, his maroon eyes were on her, ‘’Y/N Y/L/N I assume? I’m Hannibal Lecter, pleasure to meet you.’’ And he kissed the back of her hand, ‘’The pleasure is all mine.’’ She said with her sweet, innocent voice, her cheeks looked warm and her smile lit up the entire room. Ever since that dinner party Hannibal and Y/N were spending time together, he started to keep inviting her to his home for dinner or breakfast, whenever he got a ticket to see a play he would buy two because she also loved watching plays. He watched her walk inside, putting the bags on his clean and neat brown table and unpacking, she was getting comfortable with each day and he liked that, however sometimes she would take a step back as if she could sense how corrupted and evil he was, this excited Hannibal, it was invigorating to see the fear in her Y/E/C eyes.

He walked to his dark brown cabinet to get red wine, he knew it was her favorite, he brought two glasses and they both settled on his comfortable dark grey couches, she loved visiting his office because she loved his understanding of aesthetics, the only thing bothered her was that whenever they were having lunch at his office she felt like he was her therapist, because they were sitting on the opposite couches and he would make remarks of psychology as if he is analyzing her.

Before Y/N Hannibal would never eat outside or eat someone’s food but one day she surprised him and he was astonished by her cooking skills and he decided that he could make exceptions just for her. He could see she was troubled but he didn’t want to point it out, ‘’How was your day?’’ he casually asked. Y/N didn’t look at him, her focus was on her wine, ‘’Normal.’’ She shortly replied, Hannibal could sense the irritation in her voice, he sometimes shocked himself for putting up with a young woman such as Y/N, he was interested in her and not in a friendship way, he wanted to be intimate with this girl but sometimes she could push his buttons. He moved his head slightly shrugging her bad energy away, ‘’That doesn’t sound like normal Y/N.’’ they was he said her name sent shivers to her entire body it was loving and threatening at the same time. ‘’What do you want me to say Hannibal?!’’ She didn’t mean to raise her voice like that, she was surprised to see that not a single muscle moved on his face, she was in awe of how beautiful he was, high cheek bones, sharp jaw line, he was significantly older than her and she could see it but he was like a vintage wine. ‘’You can tell me anything Y/N, you know that. We can socialize and communicate like adults.’’ He took a bite from his sandwich, Y/N rolled her eyes. Hannibal noticed that habit months ago and whenever she did that he just wanted to slam her body against a wall or a near desk and teach her manners. He was having an inner battle which Y/N was blind to see, with his free hand he squeezed the couch’s arm rest. Okay dad!’’ she replied with a sarcastic voice, she stood up, ‘’My problems are mine, you are not my dad so stop trying to be one and mind your own business.’’ She walked to his table to get her stuff but something snapped in Hannibal’s twisted mind. He quickly bolted to his feet and walked to the door, he had the key in his pocket so he locked it. With the sound of door being locked Y/N stopped, looked at him and she saw him walking to her, like a hunter walking to his prey. Her mind was racing and voices in her head were screaming to run but her body didn’t move. He stood right in front of her, moved a strand of hair away from her pretty face, ‘’It’s about time I teach you manners princess.’’ And he grabbed her soft neck, pulled her to him. Their lips met for the first time, Y/N imagined this moment more than once and her dreams were always sweet and romantic, however the kiss was nothing like that, it was passionate, rough and she was actually scared of how aggressive Hannibal can be.

When she got a metallic taste in her mouth Hannibal let go, they were breathless, his one hand still on her neck, other at her waist. ‘’Even though I want to take my time wit you princess you were acting like a brat, you should be punished.’’ His voice was calm, his maroon eyes never leaving her eyes, he kissed her again, his lips were skilled and felt cute, his tongue explored her mouth like a starved man, his hands went to her black pencil skirt, lifted the fabric up, her hands were in his hair, they felt so soft, it was as if she was touch the most expensive silk. He pulled away from her, ‘’I want you to bend over to the desk, and never move.’’

Her cheeks were flushed, she thought he could hear her heart beat, she did what he said.

Hannibal looked at her body, bent over on his table, waiting for him to punish her, he took a deep breath and came to whisper in her ear, ‘’I want you to count with me darling, if you disobey or miss a number I will start over. You wouldn’t want to test me right now. Understood?’’ She never had a sexual experience like this before and was eager to know what Hannibal was up to, ‘’Yes.’’ She whispered like him. ‘’Good girl.’’

A harsh slap landed on her butt cheek, she didn’t expect that and yelled, ‘’One.’’ She heard Hannibal say and he waited for her to say the number, ‘’O- one.’’ She said with a shaky breath, he spanked her again, ‘’Two.’’ He looked calm but inside his blood was boiling, he imagined this before, he wanted to do this to her for so long and now she was bent over and taking it. ‘’Two.’’ Y/N said screaming, he spanked her again and again and again. Y/N could feel herself getting wet, when he stopped he leaned on her back, moving his hand on her burning ass, ‘’Shh’’ she was crying, ‘’It’s over, have you learned your lesson princess?’’

‘’Y- yes.’’

‘’Good. Since you were a good girl and didn’t complain…’’ his hand went to her wet panties, ‘’hmm, someone wants to be spoiled. Do you think you deserve it?’’

She was shocked and speechless so she moved her head as yes, ‘’Use your words princess.’’

‘’Yes, please.’’

Hannibal slowly pushed her wet panties down, gave kisses to her exposed legs, he kissed her red butt cheeks and watched her move in pain. He quickly got rid of his belt and pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles. His cock was hard and the tip was shiny with pre-cum. He pumped himself few times, moved his cock to teas her swollen pussy, she moaned softly, ‘’I will be gentle at first, tell me if I hurt you princess.’’ And he pushed into her entrance slowly, even though he just spanked her several times he never wanted to hurt her, he kept pushing himself in slowly and when he was balls deep she made small pleasure sounds, ‘’You like it?  Tell daddy how much you like it.’’

‘’I love your cock daddy, please fuck me- I- I can’t take it anymore..’’ he was balls deep and not moving to tease her, he hand all the rights to tease her because of her behavior earlier but he decided to move. He moved out, holding her waist and when his cock was completely out he slammed back in, she arched her back in pleasure, she never expected him to be this big.. she wasn’t used to but Hannibal was slow and taking his time, making her adjust to his huge size. You were embarrassingly wet for him, only Hannibal could do this to you. He watched you swallow him, he could cum right there if he didn’t let out a long shaky breathe, he kept his slow pace, in and out, she had to bit her finger, she was ashamed of how wet she was and the sound of it made her entire body shiver, ‘’That’s it, you are doing so well.’’ She had a praise kink and she moaned his name like a prayer. ‘’Such a pretty thing,’’ he said as he got faster, his hands buried to her waist, she knew that the next day she will see purple bruises on her ass and waist and that excited her, he was making sure to leave marks on her body, he wanted to scream to the world that she was his. His hips bumping the backs of her thighs with each thrust and she gasped with each stroke, he tightly pressed her flat against the cold table, ‘’A- shit-‘’ she tried to speak but the pleasure she was receiving was too much, her couldn’t form words. In this position the head of his big cock hitting her g-spot perfectly, she never experienced something like this and she screamed his name. He was fucking her wet cunt relentlessly, she could feel his breath on her neck and ear, she got goosebumps, and he was keeping her immobile, ‘’You liked to be fucked until you’re fucking shaking, I know princess I know.’’ His voice turned her even more, and she liked the pet name princess, with each word he trusted in her and her eyes got blurry, a helpless moan sliped from her dry lips and she felt her cunt leaking she was coming and it was slippery mess down on her thighs, ‘’Daddy,’’ Hannibal loved being called a daddy, it was his thing he was closer and he could feel her coming, leaking, her walls tightened and started to milk him, his final sudden and harsh trust made her shed a tear, her eyes were squeeze shut and jaw locked, Hannibal could feel her cunt gush and soak his and her thighs, he emptied his hot cum in her tight hole and she let him fill her.

‘’I hope you misbehave soon princess.’’ He kissed her cheek and smiled.

Thank you for reading. :)

Allergy

If it's okay could I please request Will/hannibal/reader where will n Hannibal are yandere and reader is the nicest, sweetest person ever so when they take her and cook her food for the first time, she doesn't tell them that she's allergic to eggs because she doesn't have the heart to tell them cause she's afraid she's being rude. And then like twenty minutes later, she gets a fever and breaks out in hives. And then asks them if they have an epi-pen or any medicine and they find out whats going on? Idk this is long af you can ignore this if you want @theichabbieclub​

Hannibal x Will x Female Reader

Warnings; None. 

A/N: Thank you for this request. Sorry for any typos. :)

Y/N was excited when she woke up because she found a letter on her doorstep, it was an invitation letter from Doctor Hannibal Lecter, on the yellow paper it said that she was invited for dinner, she traced his signature, it made her giggle because Hannibal was a traditional man and instead of texting or calling he went big and sent a letter to her. It was a lazy day for her, she was working in the FBI but she was new so Jack and others called her rookie, she didn’t mind. In the invitation it said that Will Graham will be there too, she was getting along with Hannibal and Will, she somewhat felt that they were looking after her, protecting her, maybe it was because she was much younger than them or she was new in the FBI academy but she didn’t complain. She knew Hannibal and she was invited to his house several times before so she found a formal yet elegant dress in her wardrobe, it was a flower dress and showed her personality, she was a very sweet person and people were surprised when she decided to go to the FBI academy.

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When the time came she called for a taxi and gave the address, the yellow lights in his house were on, she paid the driver and quickly walked the stone ground, she knocked on the door hoping she wasn’t late because Hannibal had rules and he never liked rude people. Will opened the door, he had a casual outfit, his curly hair looked well made and his blue eyes shined when he saw her, ‘’Come in Y/N, Hannibal is at the kitchen right now.’’ She walked in, Will took her coat and purse, together they walked to the dining room and they had a casual conversation about their recent case, a brutal murder. Y/N was fascinated by the details on the dining table, the handkerchiefs, shiny plates etc. Hannibal came with a tray of food, they were having breakfast for dinner, ‘’Hello Y/N, thank you for being here.’’ His maroon eyes seemed pleased to see her in that dress, he was planting new ideas in her head and last week he told her that she would look good in a flower dress, he was satisfied to see that his sweet manipulation was working. There was orange juice, coffee, eggs and bacon, bread. The problem was that she was allergic to eggs and she didn’t want to be rude so she decided to take a bite. ‘’I didn’t see you at the station yesterday.’’ Hannibal stated as he poured orange juice into her glass, ‘’I was with a friend.’’ She didn’t realize but Will and Hannibal exchanged a look. ‘’Do we know this friend?’’ Will asked fixing his glasses, ‘’No, he is a childhood friend, came to see me.’’ She first started with bacon and a little bread, Hannibal cleared his throat, ‘’Childhood friends know us the best, we share deep connection with them. I hope he is a nice person.’’

They talked about the new case, and how their lives were changing because of their jobs, now she had to eat the eggs, she took few bites and thought it was enough. After 20 minutes they were in the living room drinking and talking, Will was sitting next to her, Hannibal put more logs to the fireplace, it was a cozy environment and she felt her face and chest getting itchy. ‘’Y/N are you okay? You look all read.’’ Will asked, ‘’I.. I need epi-pen because I’m allergic to eggs. I’m sorry Hannibal, I didn’t want to be rude and ate the eggs.’’ Hannibal Lecter was astonished by her character, instead of telling that before she decided to go with it and, ‘’I will be back, don’t worry.’’ He had a smile on his lips, he came back with the medicine, it was a small pill, and a glass of water ‘’Here you go. Next time let me know please, I would hate to see you hurt.’’

Thank you for reading. :)

Mrs. Lecter

It's a Hannibal imagine where y/n is his wife and very "similar" to his husband. She may sound like a typical housewife(I was thinking Grace Hargreeves vibes) but Will, Jack and pretty much everyone who meets her(besides Hannibal) are afraid to even look her in the eye. What do you think? @ateliefloresdaprimavera​ 

Hannibal x Female Reader

Drabble

A/N: Thank you for the request. Sorry for any typos.

Y/N Lecter was outside grocery shopping, she had her long black skirt and dark red velvet blaouse, she had lether gloves, her high heels were creating confident sounds on the floor, she loved the looks she was getting, her Y/H/C hair was done 40s style, she always had makeup on whenever she went out. Hannibal wanted special ingredients for today’s dinner. Y/N wanted to surprise him by preapring lunch and bringing it to FBI headquorters, he was working with the FBI, Y/N smirked, he was right under their noses and they still couldn’t figure it out. Y/N knew everything about his past and present and she still got married to him, he actually expected her to run away screaming but she got married to him.

Y/N got into his car, it was a gift from Hannibal on her birthday, since her husband was working with the FBI she was allowed to come in, she knew he would be at Jack Crawford’s office, she had a bag of food and a coffee she got from Hannibal’s favorite coffee shop. She knocked on the brown door and walked in, as she thought Hannibal was there with Jack, Will and Alana, some fiels were on Jack’s table she caught a glimps of pictures of a dead man, murdered. ‘’Y/N?’’ Hannibal looked surprised, which was something rare, Y/N smiled ear to ear, ‘’I brought you lunch. Hello every one.’’ She formally greeted the others, her movements and facial expression was always cold and collective for others but Hannibal, she knew that whenever she walked into a room people’s eyes were on her, she never got informal with people, they were just toys for her and her husband to play. ‘’Thank you my love.’’ He stood up to give her a gentle kiss on her cheek, Hannibal was a traditional man who only show affection by touching her hand or kissing her cheek in public, however when they were alone he was a hungry beast. ‘’What a thougtful gesture.’’ Jack said as he sat down, no one dared to look her in the eye, her eye colour was strange, people didn’t like to stare at her more than necessary, Hannibal held her hand, rubbing it smoothly, ‘’I’ll see you at home.’’ She said goodbye to everyone and kissed her husband on his cheek. Jack suddenly noticed that they knew nothing about Y/N Lecter, he decided look into it. Hannibal opened the door for her and when she left he closed it, got back to his seat, ‘’You have a rather intimidating wife Doctor Lecter.’’ Will Graham said, pushed back his curly hair and looked at Hannibal’s maroon eyes, he saw amusement in them, 

‘’Yes, she is.’’ he had a confident smile on his plump lips. 

Thank you for reading. :)

Lured Into His Web

YandereProf!Hannibal x PsychologyStudentReader, in which the Reader is a student of Hannibal, and he is soooo obsessed, possessive, manipulative and just plain dark with the Reader. Like he would do anything to have her all to himself. And if anyone would catch the readers attention hannibal would get extremely jealous and possessive that he would make sure to get rid of those people immediately. He would isolate the reader from everyone else, from her parents, friends, and anyone she is close with so that all she'll ever have is him. And no matter what she does, she'll never get to escape and he'll never ever let her go. 😬 I hope you're down with it, please 🥺 @buttercandy16

Warnings; Mention of murder. Arson.

Hannibal x Female Reader

Chapter Two- Metanoia (Final chapter)

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It was a calm weekend day, Hannibal Lecter was deciding what he should cook for tonight’s dinner party. He was having few students over, his dinner parties were famous among the high society. He sent invitation letters to his  4 students who were bright and had good grades for months. He loved staying in touch with the young minds and he was excited to have Y/N in his home, this was the very first time so he had to make sure that she liked every part of it. He closed his small wooden box because he decided what he should cook.

Y/N was standing in front of her wardrobe for ages now, she finally decided to wear a black pencil skirt and a emerald satin blouse, her silver high heels shined with the light. She left home early because she didn’t want to be late, she knew Professor Lecter wouldn’t appreciate if she was late. She went to his home with her class mate Cassandra, she was a tall and a beautiful girl and Y/N loved to spend time with her, however sometimes Y/N felt insecure around her because Cassandra was coming from a rich family and whatever she wore was designer all the time. In spite of all of her insecurities Cassandra was always kind to her and cherished their friendship.

Hannibal Lecter opened the door with a formal smile, ‘’Cassandra and Y/N, please come in.’’ He was pleased to see Y/N, and he loved her outfit, it fit her so perfectly and he had to stop himself because his mind travelled to dark corners, he would love to tear her blouse and have her on the dining table but he assumed the guests wouldn’t like to see such a thing. Mark and Joseph came as well, he invited Joseph specifically because he had a gut feeling that he liked Y/N, and he wanted to test his theory by just bringing them together.

‘’Please be seated, Cassandra would you like to help me?’’ Cassandra bolted to her feet and was happy to help the Professor. Y/N couldn’t help but feel sad, her shoulders fell, recently she noticed that she was thinking about Doctor Lecter, a lot. She loved to spend time with him, listening to classical music, talking about art in general, Dante was his favorite. Who wouldn’t love Dante? He was ahead of his timeline and a revolutionary one.

‘’It’s nice to see you here Y/N. I brought the book you asked.’’ Joseph said and opened his bag to give it to her, Hannibal and Cassandra walked in with trays, the book was the poem collection of William Blake. Hannibal had the same book, she could’ve just asked him but instead she asked Joseph and it irritated him badly.

The conversation was sparkling, the food was delicious everyone seemed they were enjoying the night except Hannibal Lecter because Joseph was flirting with Y/N and she seemed to like it. He could feel his blood boiling, his mouth was tightening,   and had to adjust his tie to breathe and calm himself. He changed the subject and started to talk about his help to FBI, students loved the new story. ‘’Unfortunately our Cotard Syndrome killer died, she was burnt alive, accidentally.’’

‘’That doesn’t sound like an accident professor, someone probably gave her a hair brush intentionally and while she was brushing her hair she sent electric to the tube. This seems murder.’’  Y/N shared her opinion, Hannibal stopped eating, ‘’Does she know something?’’

‘’Let’s leave that to the FBI. I hope the food and the wine are to your satisfaction?’’

Cassandra was trying to be the teacher’s pet, ‘’Thank you so much for hosting Professor. This is the greatest dish since I had in Greece, you out done yourself…’’ Y/N rolled her eyes, Cassandra kept on talking and talking. Y/N was silent and enjoying the meal.

When the night came to an end Y/N decided to stay and help him, Joseph gave her a kiss on the cheek and followed others. Hannibal never felt rage for years until tonight, he was generally calm and collective but tonight his theory was proven right and he didn’t like it not one bit. Now they were in the kitchen, Y/N was helping him, ‘’Do you like Joseph?’’ he asked, his tone was icy cold. She didn’t answer right away, ‘’Maybe, I don’t know.’’ He didn’t realize he was holding the thin wine glass tight and he found himself breaking the glass in his hand, the sharp pieces cut into his palm. Y/N turned to see what was happening, her eyes went wide, ‘’Please let me help you. Where do you keep your first aid kit?’’

Now they were sitting on the kitchen and Y/N attending to his bleeding hand. She had a theory but didn’t want ask right away, ‘’You should be careful Professor.’’

‘’Hannibal, remember?’’ he asked smiling, he loved to hear his name coming from her tasty mouth. ‘’You seem tense Hannibal, I hope I didn’t upset you.’’

‘’You aren’t the one who upsets me.’’ His hand was pleasantly warm, since they were close she could sense his manly body wash and his perfume. He smelled like a divine garden, there wasn’t any way she could describe it.. a divine garden. He seemed amused as if he could read her mind, her cheeks were red now and her breath was shallow, he looked her in the eye she seemed shy, there was a strange but familiar tension between them. ‘’If I saw you every day, forever, Y/N, I would remember this time.’’ And without letting her comprehend what he said he kissed her, a soft touch on her red lips. Y/N closed her eyes and let herself go into the kiss, she didn’t care if it was unprofessional or unethical, nothing mattered for them. Hannibal gently tasted her mouth with his tongue, when they were out of breath he pulled away. Seeing her breathing heavily, eyes wide open with pink cheeks made him smile and cup her cheeks, a touch as light as a summer breeze.

Next Week

Ever since that kiss Y/N was avoiding Hannibal, she was sitting at the back of the class, leaving the class immediately when the lecture ends. Hannibal knew why she was behaving like this, in her mind what they shared was wrong and unacceptable, she was his student and he was her Professor, She was spending more time with Joseph. Hannibal had enough, he wanted to talk to her, see her, touch her so he had no option but to move his plan in a hurry pace.

He was secretly stalking her social media accounts and tonight she was going to study with her friend Cassandra and it was a perfect opportunity to eliminate Joseph, when it was night he wore his plastic suit and was waiting at Joseph’s home. He broke in, it was a child’s play. No one could have her but Hannibal, and he was making sure of it.

When Y/N got back to her home after hours of study with her friend she got a call from her, ‘’Hey? What’s up?’’ she thought she left something behind and Cassandra was calling her about it but the reality was much bitter, ‘’I just got a call from the FBI, Joseph is missing.’’ Y/N had to sit down, ‘’What- h- how? What happened?’’ All night she was awake,  waiting for someone to call her and update her about Joseph and she was scared for her life too because she was seeing Joseph. Who ever kidnapped him must know her… restless as a lioness she paced in her small home.

It had been 5 days since Joseph was missing and finally the FBI found his body in a forest. His eyes were removed, lips chopped off and there were several sharp objects in his body, Professor Hannibal Lecter gave students few days to calm and relax. Y/N wanted to go to him, talk to him but she couldn’t, it felt wrong so she decided to stay at Cassandra’s house. It was late night and they were watching a movie while eating junk food and she got a call from her neighbor, old lady Mrs. Smith told her that her house was on fire. Y/N felt as if she was drowning, the old lady continued, ‘’The police are here darling, they say it’s arson.’’

Cassandra took Y/N and drove her to her home and it was true, fire fighters were there, police officers were questioning her neighbors and above her head the ravens were screeching as if warning her, ‘’What else could happen ravens? I’m already in hell.’’

‘’Good evening Miss Y/L/N.’’ A man said and she turned to him, ‘’My name is Jack Crawford, I’m here with the FBI and your professor Hannibal Lecter. We must ask you some questions.’’ Y/N was just standing there uncertain of what to do. ‘’This is just arson why does the FBI want to talk to her?’’ Cassandra asked. ‘’We believe it’s connected to you friend Joseph’s kidnapping and murder.’’ Y/N turned back to her apartment floor and watched it burn, the strangest thing was that the only place burning was her apartment and fire fighters took it under control. All of her stuff was gone and she felt naked like a new born baby. Hannibal Lecter was also at the crime scene, he approached to them, stood behind Y/N, whispered in her ear, ‘’Y/N we have to go. Jack wants to question you.’’ But the girl didn’t move, she felt as if she was glued to the ground. ‘’All of my stuff is gone…’’ She said slowly. ‘’I know, but now we must leave. I got it from Cassandra, you can leave.’’ Hannibal gently guided her to the police car.

All night she was questioned by Will Graham and Jack Crawford, thankfully she wasn’t a suspect so they gave her coffee and some food but she wasn’t hungry, she couldn’t eat. Hannibal was there by her side, he was a psychiatrist so they needed him to analyze Y/N. ‘’What was your relationship with Joseph?’’ Jack asked, hands on the table, looking directly at her, ‘’We were casually hanging out, if you don’t know what that means old man let me tell you, no feelings just fucking.’’ She was tired and needed to rest and it made her mean, ‘’Would anyone try to harm him? If you know someone please tell us. You are free to go.’’ Y/N giggled like a maniac, Will was silently watching them, ‘’Why are you laughing?’’ Jack asked annoyed, ‘’Leave where? I have nowhere to go.’’ Jack and Will left them alone, Hannibal placed his hand on her cold ones, ‘’You can stay with me for a while, until we sort things out.’’ She started crying, she never liked getting help but she had no other option, Hannibal wiped the tears away, ‘’I will take care of you now.’’ All he ever wanted was to have her on his side all the time, it wasn’t easy to arson a house by himself but he did it, now she was his, forever.

Thank you for reading. :)

Metanio;  Greek, from metanoiein to change one's mind, heart etc. 

Audacity pt. 2

Summary; HI! Would you be able to do part 2 of Audacity i really liked it  ! Maybe it’s like Hannibal and y/n’s wedding and mason doesn’t stop flirting ?  Love your work babe. @hercherrysong

Warnings; None.

Hanibal x Female Reader 

A/N; Thank you for the request love. Enjoy.

      After planning every little detail the big day has arrived, they were in Florence Italy. It was going to take place in Castello di Vincigliata, only a man like Hannibal would want to get married in an ancient castle, Y/N was fine with it, over the years she got accustom to his lavish life style and the idea of getting married like lords and ladies excited her. All of the guests arrived few days ago so they were using the castle as a hotel and Hannibal wasn’t a parsimonious man, he went big by hiring staff and ordering expensive food and drinks. 

As Y/N was getting ready in her room she took a glance on the tall mirror, Alana was helping her with the dress and other 2 servants were helping too, ‘’You look beautiful Y/N.’’ Alana said smiling but there was something in her eyes, sadness? ‘’I hope you know what you are getting yourself into.’’ Y/N knew what she meant, ‘’I will be fine Alana, don’t worry.’’ Her hair and makeup was done and with the final touches she was ready,

Her entire life she never thought that she would get married and now here she was, standing in a wedding dress. She chewed her red lip sullenly, ‘’I wish my parents were here.’’ She whispered to herself but Alana heard her, gently held her shaking hand, ‘’Don’t cry, you’ll ruin your makeup.’’ They laughed together.

Hannibal Lecter held traditional values at a high level so he didn’t come to see her before the wedding ceremony, he was standing at the altar watching the crowd talking and smiling and enjoying their time here, the sun was setting slowly and leaving a reddish colour on the stony walls of the castle, the music started and Y/N appeared with Jack Crawford, Jack was walking her down the aisle, she had a small smile on her lips, eyes on Hannibal. She looked like a Goddess, in fact she was more beautiful than any Goddess who walked on the Earth and he was afraid they would catch her hubris and take her away from him. She was so divinely beautiful that if she lived in Ancient Greece Hades would’ve kidnapped her, Zeus would’ve changed his form to be with her, Aphrodite would’ve challenged her and eventually her beauty and charms would’ve caused wars. As she was coming closer to him he could smell her perfume and the flowers she was holding. Jack left her standing right in front of Hannibal, he winked at her before the ceremony started, Priest who was an Italian man started to speak in English with a cute accent. ‘’Do you take Y/N Y/L/N as your lawful wife, to have and hold to, from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer and poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you apart?’’

Hannibal was holding her hands feeling the wedding ring, ‘’Yes, I do.’’ A whistle came from the crowd, it was Will Graham, Hannibal’s friend, after the ceremony was done it was time for a dinner and party.

Y/N and Hannibal took their places at the head of the table, he stood up to make a speech, ‘’May I have your attention please, thank you all for accepting our invitation for our wedding ceremony. My heart lifts  to see your beautiful faces,  I must admit, before I saw my beautiful wife’s face  I’ve never thought of marriage and spending the rest of my life with someone, when I saw her for the first time I thought…’’ he thought of his words for a second, ‘’What a unique creation of God,’’ Y/N felt her cheeks go red, ‘’thank you again for joining us, enjoy your evening.’’  And he lifted his champagne glass,

the guests started to applause, on their left and right their close friends were seated and the staff was bringing the food and drinks, at the corner a group of musicians were playing soft tunes. Instantly Hannibal noticed Mason Verger’s eyes on Y/N, she was unaware, talking to Alana who was sitting next to Margot Verger, they seemed to get along and Y/N was happy for them. Actually, Y/N was the one who introduced them to each other and she watched their relationship blossom. Hannibal Lecter was fed up with Mason and his behaviors especially towards his wife. Yes, finally Y/N was his wife and he was her husband, they belong to each other, they promised to be faithful and Hannibal knew Y/N wouldn’t do anything to hurt him but Mason was a man who pushes people nonstop to get what he wants.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5hTvc3f83Ws&t=9s (this is the waltz son)

After the dinner Y/N and Hannibal stood up to dance waltz, they loved dancing to waltz all the time, even in their home Hannibal would play a song and they would waltz until they were tired. Hannibal guided her to the center of the stage, they were to first ones to dance,  ‘’What a vision you are.’’ Hannibal said observing her perfect face, he was a man who loved observing art and a piece of art was before his maroon eyes, she seemed to fall into the haunted darkness that lingers in his gaze. She knew what kind of a man he was, he explained it to her years ago but it still scared her, there was still a one percent potential of Hannibal murdering Y/N but she found herself thinking that she would gladly get on her knees and accept the death because it would be coming from him, from the love of her life.

‘’You look like a Disney prince Hannibal, every girl’s and boy’s dream.’’ It made him laugh, ‘’Hope I’m your dream prince.’’ He joked as they were dancing, soon their peace was interrupted by Mason who asked Y/N’s hand for dance, it would be rude not to accept it so she gave an apologetic smile to Hannibal and took Mason’s extended hand.

‘’You look beautiful Mrs. Lecter.’’ He said with a thin edge in his tone, he looked resentful, ‘’Thank you Mason. I must say you look handsome in that 3 piece suit.’’ She was just being kind, ‘’You should see me without it.’’ He said laughing, Y/N didn’t find it funny. ‘’It breaks my heart to see you with him.’’ Mason said, she studied his face to see if he was telling the truth or he just wanted her as a reward, like a stag head to hang it on his wall and impress others, he was actually telling the truth.

‘’Is he in love with me?’’

A chill went through her because Hannibal was dancing with Alana Bloom and they were close, he was listening to their conversation. ‘’I’m sure you can find someone to help with that.’’ Y/N said, ‘’Why did you accept him? I just want to know because there is age gap between you two, and you don’t belong in the same world.’’

Mason wasn’t wrong, Hannibal and Y/N lived different lives until they met, ‘’I don’t think it would be a problem.’’ She replied shortly.

‘’May I have my bride back?’’ Hannibal approached to them with an icy tone, Y/N could only wish that he would be patient and not to kill Mason right here. ‘’Of course Hannibal.’’

Throughout the night they danced, drank and Hannibal watched Mason flirt with Y/N, thankfully her beauty matched her intellect so she was quick at making jokes and changing the subject. ‘’He must be taken care of soon.’’ He thought when the night came to an end, guests were going back to their rooms and Hannibal knew here Y/N was. She was at the garden of the castle, he put his jacket on her cold shoulders, she was watching the sky, ‘’Imagine living in a castle like this one. Such a aesthetic.’’

‘’I’ve once lived in a mansion with my uncle Roberto which looked like a castle, so many hidden doors and passages… my sister Misha and I used to hide and seek. It would take us hours to find each other.’’ Y/N was surprised he was opening about his past life and childhood because Hannibal only mentioned that he was an orphan and adopted by his uncle once, and he never spoke about it again until now. ‘’We are family now Hannibal.’’

‘’I know, and families look after one another so do not worry about Mason Verger, he will have his karma soon.’’ He was hugging her from behind, gave a small kiss on her head, ‘’Hannibal please don’t do it on our wedding day.’’ She knew what Hannibal was capable of, ‘’I will never ruin our important day, don’t fret my love. As soon as we get back to our home I’ll start the process.’’ Hannibal Lecter was a possessive man who cannot accept the fact that Mason lusts for his wife, Mason’s fate was to die and he was goin to be his executioner.

Y/N was relieved, she turned to face him, ‘’Shall we enjoy our wedding night?’’ she asked sounding innocent yet with a touch of concupiscence. A smirk formed on his plump lips and lifted his bride into his arms in a traditional way, Y/N was giggling like a child, ‘’Hannibal! You don’t have to be this traditional. You’re gonna hurt yourself put me down.’’

Hannibal was walking towards their room, ‘’I won’t take no as an answer darling, when we get back home I will carry like this again.’’

 Thank you for reading. :)

A New Beginning

Could you write a poly relationship with Hannibal x reader x Will where the reader (with the help of Will) make Hannibal escape, kill the Red Dragon cover there escaping, where she said the the FBI that they fell in the sea but in reality, they are safe and she will find them later...  @lzzygeekk​

Warnings; Murder, gun.

Hannibal x Reader x Will 

Oneshot

A/N: Thank you for this request. Sorry for any typos.❤️❤️

(not my gif)

The plan was simple, Hannibal and Will were sent to go and attract the Red Dragon’s attention and lure him to a place and call the FBI. Y/N went to see Hannibal before he was taken from the mental institute. He looked alive, she bet he had an escape plan but didn’t ask him anything. ‘’Hello Y/N.’’ He greeted her like he used to greet her when she was his patient. Y/N was struggling with depression and suicidal thought when she became his patient, she was a sweet college girl who had no idea of what she got herself into, after months she felt like Hannibal was hiding something and the way he was looking at her all the time so she wanted to put an end to their doctor patient relationship, however Hannibal had different plans. One night he broke into her house to convince her to be his, Hannibal knew Y/N had a potential to become so much more and they started their love relationship. After few years they met Will Graham, a cute guy with a problem of eye contact, she kept seeing him at Hannibal’s house and they became friends. This friendship turned into something more when Will kissed Y/N and confessed he had feelings for her. Y/N was shocked and didn’t know what to do, after talking to Hannibal 3 of them decided to have a polyamorous relationship, it was hard at first because Hannibal was possessive of Y/N so much he didn’t like sharing her but over the weeks Hannibal realized he also had feelings for Will Graham. It made things easy for them.‘’Hello Hannibal.’’ She had a sad smile written on her lips, ‘’Don’t be sad my love, you know the plan.’’ And he winked wickedly, Y/N was right he had  a plan.‘’Come closer please, I want to give you this book, It’s my favorite.’’ There was a glass standing between them and on the left side of her there was a metal place to give him food and etc.  Hannibal gave a book to her, ‘’Read it please.’’ She looked at the cover, ‘’The Complete Poetry and Prose of William Blake’’ she smiled, ‘’I love Blake’s poems.’’ ‘’See you later darling.’’ Hannibal said and planted a kiss on the cold glass. When Y/N went home she noticed there was a small piece of paper inside, ‘’Help us escape.’’ She burnt the paper and didn’t sleep that night because she was busy trying to figure out how to help them.

 Next day 

 Hannibal was escorted outside with cops, Will was with him in the car, Y/N was at the house they were suppose to come and she was waiting with a gun in her hand. It was getting late when they arrived, Y/N poured them drinks, lit the fireplace, Hannibal decided to change clothes so he went upstairs, Y/N wanted hear some music and played Goldberg Variations, there was a gramaphone close the the fire place, Will was happy to see her, he watched her move in the house while sipping his drink. ‘’I’ve missed you.’’ Ever since Hannibal got caught they didn’t see each other, didn’t want anyone to find out about them. Y/N stopped in her tracks, turned to face him, he had  a white shirt, few buttons were untied, revealing his pale chest, Y/N felt her mouth water. ‘’I’ve missed you too Will.’’ She came close to him and planted a kiss on his wet lips, it was a small innocent one but Will pulled her close by grabbing her back and bit her lips. Hannibal came downstairs with his drink, ‘’Starting without me?’’ he teased them, they parted their swollen lips.   

 ‘’Intend to watch Red Dragon to kill me?’’ Hannibal asked Will directly, Will was holding Y/N’s hand which didn’t go unnoticed by Hannibal, ‘’I intend to watch him change you.’’ Will replied. Hannibal kept drinking and finished his glass, he went to the glass table to pour another, wine pouring into his glass was a strangely peaceful noise to him, he missed it. ‘’My compassion for both of you is inconvenient.’’ He smelled the white liquid and took a sip, for a moment Y/N stood uncertain, not knowing which way to go and she pulled her hand away from Will, the air was intense. ‘’ If you're partial to beef products, it is inconvenient to be compassionate toward a cow.’’ Will clapped back, Y/N sat on the big sofa, getting warm by the heath coming from the fireplace, it was a nice house with big windows, she wondered how Hannibal got this house.

 ‘’Save yourself kill them all.’’ She heard Hannibal say, ‘’I don’t know if I can save myself or Y/N.’’ Will wasn’t comfortable about the fact that Hannibal was a killer and a cannibal. Y/N wanted to change the subject, ‘’He is watching us right now.’’ 

 ‘’I know.’’ Hannibal said as he was about to drink his wine but the sound of breaking glass made them tense, Hannibal got shot. The wine bottle and glass dropped from his hands, the brown floor was a pool of blood and wine, he fell to the ground and Y/N escaped, she was quick so the Red Dragon didn’t see her. She hid outside, hands were shaking, she was holding the gun in his hands, ‘’Hope I don’t shoot myself.’’ 

She could see that they were struggling outside, Will and Hannibal was covered in blood, as Hannibal jumped on the Red Dragon Y/N came out of the shadows and fired her gun, Red Dragon fell to the harsh ground, blood was everywhere. Hannibal and Will were out of breath and bleeding, ‘’See?’’ Hannibal said to both of them, ‘’This is all I ever wanted for us.’’ He held Will’s hand and Y/N’s, ‘’It’s beautiful.’’ Will said, his entire body was shaking. Y/N firs gave a kiss to Hannibal and the Will, ‘’Let’s go, I’ve a car and passports for us.’’ They left the crime scene hand in hand, they had a new chance on life and they promised inside not to blow it.

Thank you for reading. :)

Audacity

May i request a Hannibal x reader where the reader is Hannibal’s fiancée and Mason Verger being fascinated by them and he tried to win the reader away from Hannibal and can’t understand why the reader always turn him down? @iamcavainna​

A/N: Thank you for this request. Sorry for any typos. ❤️

Hannibal Lecter x Female Reader

One Shot! 

Warnings; None.

Mason Verger was on his way to get a therapy session from Doctor Hannibal Lecter, his sister Margot Verger forced him to do it. They never had a healthy sibling relationship, he knew that but till this time he never considered therapy. It was a cold Baltimore day, he wore his black leather before he left his car, told his driver to park the car and wait until his session ends. He was a man who though himself a superior human being, he was raised as one, so he loved ordering people around. He sometimes didn’t consider others as humans, they were just slaves.

He climbed the stairs reluctantly, opened the door, walked the short hall and knocked the grey door. Hannibal Lecter opened the door and greeted him. ‘’Thank you for coming Mason.’’ Hannibal observed him, he had a white expensive suit, he had glasses and had a cocky smile on his lips. Mason Verger walked inside quickly like he was in a hurry. He took off his white jacket, walked to the couch and laid on it. Hannibal sat on the chair as usual, he didn’t like this man at all. ‘’Mason, please.’’ He pointed the chair in front of him, they started to talk.

‘’My sister loves me Doctor Lecter, she has to. And I am the soul Verger heir.’’ Mason said leaning back. ‘’Unless biology provides another.’’ Hannibal clapped back, as he observed Mason Verger was a rude man who never cared for anyone but himself, his parents raised him as a superior being and treated his sister Margot like she didn’t matter so Mason as growing up saw women as second class, objects that he can get and throw them away when he is bored.

As they were talking their session came to an end, they heard a soft knock on the door, Hannibal knew who was it so he opened the door with a smile. Hannibal Lecter’s fiancée Y/N Y/L/N.

Mason was wearing his jacket as he saw her, ‘’My my, what a beautiful piece.’’ He said winking at her. ‘’Mason, I would like you to meet my fiancée Y/N. Y/N this is Mason Verger.’’ They shook hands, Y/N was uncomfortable, he had a dark aura. ‘’Pleasure to meet you madam. I wish to see you again.’’ In order not to be rude Y/N kindly smiled and literally pulled her hand to free it, she took a short glance at Hannibal and she knew he was irritated. ‘’See you later Mason. Give Margot my regards.’’ And Mason left the room with a smirk on his lips.

‘’He looks like a rude man.’’ Y/N said as she put a bag on Hannibal’s study table. She brought lunch to him and wanted to spend some time with him, because of his work he had to spent all day at his office and he came home late all the time. ‘’Yes.’’ He said shortly, he was rarely angry so he kept his answers short, he didn’t like the way Mason looked at Y/N. ‘’I know what you do to rude people. What’s the plan?’’ She was pulling some plastic boxes and bread. He didn’t reply at first, brought red wine to the table. ‘’I haven’t decided yet.’’

 Y/N was decided to go out to clear her head, planning a wedding was stressful and Hannibal wanted everything to be perfect so she got a coffee and took a walk outside. There was a big park and since it was winter not many people were around.

‘’Miss Y/N?’’ She heard a man’s voice calling for her and turned her head to see, it was Hannibal’s patient Mason Verger. ‘’Mr. Verger, hi.’’ She regret going outside alone now. ‘’I saw you across the street and wanted to say hi.’’

He also had a coffee cup. He was clean shaven and his cold blue eyes seemed happy, he found his prey after all. Mason Verger had a servant who was following Y/N for days, and he got info about her, wanted to know what kind of a person she was. Mason usually dated women who were in his rich society, and those women threw themselves at him because he was rich and a respectable man in the society. Y/N seemed interesting to chase and caught, ‘’And please, you can call me Mason.’’ He continued. ‘’Okay.. Mason. I was just walking actually it’s getting late I should go back home.’’ She turned to leave, she got bad vibe from Mason, something was wrong with him. Mason grabbed her elbow, she felt her body froze. ‘’I actually would love to talk to you.’’ His voice was commanding and not in a good way. ‘’About what?’’ Y/N asked and took a sip from her coffee.

They were walking slowly and talking about his pig business and his sister Margot. Y/N and Margot met recently and she looked like a nice girl, nice girl with big sad eyes.

‘’So you and Hannibal.. wow.’’ He said like he was pissed. ‘’Yes. We are soon to be married, don’t worry Margot’s and your invitations are ready.’’

He rolled his blue eyes, ‘’Why him? You seem much younger than him and I think you deserve someone better and richer.’’

Y/N knew he was talking about himself, ‘’Hannibal and I,’’ she thought for a second, ‘’We understand each other on a deep level. We know things about each other that no one knows, he is my soul mate.’’

Mason touched his heart jokingly, ‘’Love birds hmm? I’m single by the way.’’ He was going for it. ‘’Margot mentioned that before, Mason.. you are looking for someone to breed with, you don’t understand love you just think like the pigs you own. I hope you can find someone who thinks the same way. I have to leave, good day.’’

Y/N was done with him and she left the park immediately, Mason watched her leave with a big smile, ‘’O she is smart.’’ He called his servant who was tracking Y/N for days. ‘’Don’t leave her out of your sight I’m not ready to give up just yet.’’

 Y/N walked inside the house with a tired sigh, Hannibal heard her sigh and walked out of kitchen to meet her. She walked fast towards him and kissed him deeply, ‘’What was that for?’’ he asked teasingly. ‘’Thank you for not being a man like fucking Mason Verger.’’ And she told Hannibal what happened today, Hannibal was holding her shoulders and gently rubbing them, ‘’I mean this a harassment, God knows what kind of a freak he is!’’ She looked at Hannibal and saw a curtain of shimmer, he had a plan. ‘’He overstepped his boundaries and he should be remained that you are to be my wife. You are off limits.’’ Even though his voice was calm and collective she could feel the fire which was burning inside his body. ‘’Finish him before we get married. I don’t want him to hit on me at our wedding day.’’

Hannibal Lecter just smiled and nodded.

Thank you for reading. :) ❤️

Anxiety Attack

I was wondering if you could do a one shot/drabble of Hannibal x reader where reader passes out from holding their breath during a anxiety attack?

@theichabbieclub​ 

Hannibal x Female Reader

Warnings; Anxiety attack.

A/N: Thank you for this request. Have a wonderful day. Lots of love! ❤️❤️

Breathe…

Weeks of small triggers were built up and now the panic was on her,

Please try to breathe…

A voice in her head kept telling her to breathe but she was unable to, or so she felt.

Y/N was at Hannibal’s kitchen, they were going to throw a small dinner party for their close friends and she really didn’t want to fuck it up and disappoint Hannibal. He was a respectable man in the society and he was very careful when it came to his social status.

She dropped the knife she was holding, she could hear the faint sounds of the cooking dish, ‘’It’s too late… I can’t finish all this by myself. I’m going to fail Hannibal.’’ She though as she troubled with breathing. Her hand went to her chest and felt her tiny heart beating too fast. Her vision got blurry, she felt tears on her flaming hot cheeks and before she knew it she passed out on the cold kitchen floor.

Hannibal was dealing with a work thing on his laptop when he heard a sudden thud sound, he quickly bolted to his feet, climbed down the stairs and went to the kitchen. He found Y/N on the kitchen floor, she was having an attack.

Hannibal knew this could happen, actually he saw it coming weeks ago but he wanted Y/N to push her limits and frankly she wasn’t ready. Y/N and Hannibal meet a year ago when she decided to seek a therapist, she was depressed and had anxiety attacks, Hannibal was cautious at first  and wanted to keep their doctor patient relationship professional, however he found himself inviting her for dinner parties, breakfast etc. and now they were in a love relationship.

Y/N was shaking, Hannibal held her in his safe arms, ‘’Y/N, can you hear me?’’ he asked with his regular calm voice. She murmured something, it was enough for him. ‘’I want you to try taking long deep breaths for me. Let’s breath together.’’ He showed her a breathing technique months ago and they did it together. They count to 10 together, Y/N stopped shaking, ‘’I’m sorry..’’ she whispered. ‘’There is nothing to apologies for my love, I’m proud of you. You did a good job.’’ And he planted a soft kiss on her sweaty forehead. Y/N knew she was with the right one and she knew that Hannibal was always honest with her, she felt loved and she had a big heart to share. ‘’Thank you.’’ She had a weary smile on her lips.

Thank you for reading. :)

First Kiss

I'm not really sure if this is how I'm supposed to do this but I'd like to ask for a Hannigram fanfiction where Will and Hannibal kiss for the first during a therapy session and maybe turns into more... I really like the whole murder husband's trope and think they fit it pretty well. Have a wonderful day @captainobvious3105​

Hannibal x Will

Oneshot/Drabble

A/N: This is my first time writing a gay fic so go easy on me. Sorry for any typos.

Will Graham came to see Hannibal Lecter, Jack was insistent on these therapy sessions because he wanted Will to stay sane.  However, Will wasn’t sure anymore, everyday he found himself wondering certain things… things that made him question his sanity and sexuality.

‘’Will, come in.’’ Hannibal greeted him with the same smile, he seemed happy to see Will. Will took his seat, Hannibal sat in front of him, he had a leather covered notebook with him and they started their usual talk.

‘’Am I your psychiatrist or we simply having conversations?’’ Hannibal asked curious, ever since he met Will he was intrigued by his personality.

‘’Yes… I think is the answer to that.’’ Will replied crossing his legs which caught Hannibal’s attention, his brown eyes for a split second landed on Will’s lower body and looked up to see Will’s blue eyes. Hannibal cleared his throat, ‘’How is Abigail? I’m sure you visit her quite frequently.’’  He changed the subject. Hannibal bolted to his feet, went to his dark brow cabinet, he loved drinking wine with Will. ‘’Red or pink?’’

‘’Red, please.’’ Will said and continued, ‘’She is showing symptoms of PTSD every time she sees me.. can’t blame her I killed her father.’’

Hannibal came back with two glasses of red wine, ‘’You had no choice, she is alive thanks to your quick judgment.’’ Will took the glass from him, ‘’I’m not the only one who saved her. You should get a credit for that Hannibal.’’

Hannibal gently smiled, smelled the wine for a second and took a sip, Will put the glass aside, decided to stand up and go to the large window, he wanted to look outside and Hannibal followed him.  ‘’I want to have a dinner with Abigail and you, like a family.’’ Will confessed, ‘’Very paternal Will.’’ Hannibal joked and got close to him, and he standing next to Will, they both could feel the tension rising.

‘’Aren’t you?’’ Will sharply turned to Hannibal and saw him standing close, he was a handsome, smart and a sophisticated man. ‘’Yes,’’ Hannibal simply replied, ‘’we are her fathers now.’’

‘’Does that mean we have to live together?’’ Will joked and happy to see Hannibal smile again, ‘’I never demand but I’m up for anything really.’’ And with that he kissed Will.

It was their first kiss, Will knew Hannibal had feelings for him but imagined he wouldn’t show anything so he was shocked of his boldness. Will kissed him back and felt Hannibal press him against a near wall. Hannibal’s hand went o his long soft hair, Will held his waist, they were thirst for each other and months of tension drove them crazy. Will’s hand went to Hannibal’s bulge and traced it with his fingers, Hannibal moaned into his mouth, they pulled away breathing heavily. ‘’Let’s take this to home.’’ Will suggested and Hannibal had a wicked smile on his plump lips, ‘’Our home.’’

Thank you for reading. :)

Polar Opposites

Heyy, I wondered what it would be like if hannibal had an uwu girl. So I'd like to request an hannibal Lecter x uwu girl. So like the girl is shy and wears big oversized hoodies and short pants or just leggings under them. @motionlessinwhiteislife​

Warnings: None.

Hannibal x Female Reader

Oneshot! Drabble!

After a long day Hannibal Lecter closed his office and drove to his house, as he parked his car he noticed that inside his house there were lights. He remembered that he gave a spare key to his partner, yes he never liked addressing his life partners as girlfriends or boyfriends, he wasn’t a high school boy. He opened his door and walked inside, he could hear the soft singing voice of Y/N coming from the kitchen, it made him smile. He slowly walked, he could be silent as a snake when he wanted to be. He saw her with an oversize t-shirt, singing and moving her body rhythmically, it was a sight for sore eyes. He leaned on the kitchen island and watched her for a while, Hannibal wasn’t a man who liked to share his personal space bur for this young woman he was willing to make exceptions.

She could feel a presence around her so she turned to see Hannibal watching her with a soft smile on his plump lips, she immediately got red, ‘’Hannibal! Stop!’’ she said with a childish tone, it made him smile even brighter.

She always got excited to see him coming home from a long day, she gave him a big hug, Hannibal could feel she had nothing underneath of that big shirt which belonged to Hannibal. Hannibal never understood the reason why she always hid her body but it made her look cute, he adored her shyness whenever he had his hands all over her.

‘’I love seeing you in my clothes. You look divine.’’ Planted a kiss on her lips, she kissed him back shyly. They were in a serious relationship for a year now but she still felt like it was their first day. They met at a museum 2 years ago, she loved to see art all the time so she visited that museum everyday and she saw him sitting and drawing something. One day, she decided go to that museum again, it was getting late but she didn’t care, no one was around but her and Hannibal. She was standing in front of a painting when she looked to her left and saw him sitting and looking at her, he smiled. Turns out he was drawing her. They went to get a coffee that evening and Hannibal loved the way she averted her gaze, her cheeks were always dark pink and she had a brightness in her eyes, he never met someone like Y/N before, all his life grim and darkness followed him like a shadow. When he saw Y/N being happy, seeing good in even dark situations he had to have her. For 2 years he tried to gain her trust and love, thankfully she was falling for him, hard and now they were life partners.

‘’Look what I got you.’’ On his way home Hannibal decided get a gift for her, it was a photo album. Hannibal Lecter was an old fashioned man and he loved to have photo albums at his house and loved to organize them, when she saw the pictures of them together she giggled in excitement, ‘’Thank you so much Hannibal! This is the best gift ever!’’ and she gave him another hug. Even though she had no idea of what kind of a man he is it gave him hope, a woman like her was with a man like Hannibal, he considered himself lucky.

Thank you for reading. :)

Whisper of Evil

Hannibal Lecter x Reader Request; 

Hi! If you don’t mind I had another idea for a HannibalxReader story. Hannibal had raised an infant like his daughter and trained her in the fine arts of culinary and killing as soon as she was 18. He’s seen her grow up into a young talented woman, blending into the society as his adoptive daughter. Maybe she was gifted on her 20th birthday with her very own victim from Hannibal. Killing him without his help. Hannibal watched her, notices how hot she is and hello to the smut 🤤 Thank you 🥺🥰 @negans-attagirl​

Warnings: Smut, IM TALKING WAP WAP WAP :D Age gap, Murder

A/N: I’ve changed the request a little. Enjoy. Sorry for any typos.

It was Y/N’s 20th birthday, and for her birthday Hannibal Lecter decided to throw the most luxurious birthday dinner party, ‘’Why didn’t we settled on a small party Hannibal?’’ Y/N came down the stairs in a beautiful gown, ‘’Because this year is special for both of us and I’ll do anything for you princess.’’ He watched her go down the stairs she had a long satin, lilac dress. She had makeup on and her signature red lips were glowing, yes she was a grown woman now and he knew that his guests would love to eat her up, this thought made him uneasy. ‘’You look divine Y/N.’’ He tried to sound casual but his thoughts were dark and twisted, ‘’Excuse me.’’ He went to open the door for his guests.

Servants were pouring champagne and any kind of wine, everyone wished her a happy birthday and told her how beautiful she looked, her close friends like Jack, Alana, Bedelia and Will gave her presents but her mind was somewhere else, Hannibal promised her a kill, it was going to be special because this time he was only planning to give her the name of the person and leave the rest to her, he wasn’t going to help her with anything. She hid her excitement and told them how much she liked the gifts. She remembered her 18th birthday, Hannibal took her to the basement and showed her his work of art and told her not to be afraid but she wasn’t afraid, in fact she was thrilled to see that. 

Throughout the night they ate and talked, she was a well educated young woman and Hannibal did a good job on guiding her for years, she could talk about any novel and art subject, she could speak French, German and Russian (Hannibal though her those) and all men had their eyes on her which made Hannibal uncomfortable. 

Deep down he knew why he was uncomfortable but he didn’t want to admit it, he put a hand on her waist and pulled her closer, she feel the warmth radiating from his body, she could smell his manly cologne, it smelled like pine trees.Later the guests wanted her to play the harpsichord (again Hannibal thought her how to play that) and she entertained them with the swift and vivid tunes, she liked the way they admired her and just like Hannibal she loved being the center of attention.

‘’Well done Miss, your fingers are magic.’’ A young man approached to her, ‘’Thank you Sir.’’

He extended his hand, ‘’Vincent Van Damme, pleasure to meet you.’’ And he kissed the back of her hand, ‘’Y/N Y/L/N Lecter, the pleasure is all mine.’’ She heard the Van Damme family before and they came from old money, probably have few skeletons in their closets. ‘’Lecter?’’ Vincent was confused, ‘’Hannibal Lecter took me under his wings when my parents passed away, I alos use his surname too, especially when I want to be invited to a party.’’ And she winked at him, it made him laugh which caught Hannibal’s attention. She knew what she was doing, she was flirting with him to get Hannibal’s attention, because for  months Hannibal was distant and she had a theory about that and wanted to prove it. 

‘’I’ve met Doctor Lecter few years ago,’’ and he started to tell her how they met, honestly she couldn’t care less, it was obvious that he wanted to sleep with her and was flirting with her she scanned the room with her tired eyes and found Hannibal’s dark eyes on her. Dark brown eyes… eyes that could make one scream in fear.

She touched Vincent’s arm gently, she was using psychological tricks from Hannibal’s weekly medical journals, Vincent looked happy. 

Hannibal Lecter was trying to stay calm and he finished his drink quickly, ‘’You should slow down Hannibal.’’ Will said laughing, ‘’Excuse me for a moment.’’ He left them and walked towards Y/N and Vincent. ‘’Good evening.’’ He greeted Vincent, ‘’Hannibal, thank you for inviting me. The food was amazing, as always.’’ Hannibal put his hand on Y/N’s shoulder and squeezed hard, she didn’t flinch. 

‘’Thank you Vincent, where is your wife?’’ He asked abruptly and pointed his ring finger which had no ring but the mark was still there. 

The tension between them sent shivers to her private part, it was a damn good show to see Hannibal on alpha mode. 

‘’She couldn’t make it… the kids and all that…’’ He was embarrassed,‘’That’s what I thought. Y/N follow me please.’’  

And he held her hand and pulled her away from Vincent, she was giggling when they arrived upstairs bedroom.

‘’What is wrong with you? Is it the alcohol in your system that makes you behave like this? Please explain yourself.’’ He wasn’t yelling but when it comes to Hannibal he didn’t have to yell to make someone scared and dizzy. ‘’Nothing is wrong with me Hannibal. I.. I just wanted to flirt a little, I’m 20 years old you know that right?!’’ She crossed her arms and it gave her breasts a little push, Hannibal for a split second looked at her breasts and looked away, and that was the answer to her theory, he liked her.. very much. ‘’Do you want to know your gift’s name?’’ He changed the subject and was glad to see the shine in her Y/E/C eyes. He pulled out a business card from his pocket, gave it to her and left. She almost forgot to breathe, on the card it said 

‘’Vincent Van Damme.’’

3 days later

It was late night and Y/N was at the winter cabin of Mr. Van Damme, ‘’Thank you for coming here with me Y/N.’’ he poured a glass of white wine for them, ‘’I should thank you for inviting me here, it is a beautiful place.. and has the gorgeous view.’’ She pointed the big window which had no curtains and she knew Hannibal was watching them. Her hands were shaking because she really didn’t want to fail him.

They cheered and drank, the fact that Vincent knows nothing about what’s going to happen to him made her body filled with adrenalin. ‘’Vincent darling, can you get me a blanket. I’m cold.’’ She looked at him with loving eyes and made her tone little bit seductive and Vincent went upstairs to fulfill his task.

She was good at Herbology and she made specific poison for Vincent and named it ‘’Dolosus’’ it meant cheater in latin. She applied it on her lips, it looked like a shiny gloss and she exactly had 2 minutes to wipe it off or otherwise she would be dead.

‘’Here is your blanket love.’’ She wanted to vomit.

Vincent noticed the so called lip gloss, ‘’Looks tasty.’’ Vincent had a wicked smile, his blue eyes on her lips. ‘’Wanna try?’’

He pulled her for a kiss, it was long when they parted his lips were blue. She pulled out a napkin and wiped the poison off of her lips. She got up to wash her mouth and when she came back she was him on the ground trying to breathe, ‘’W- whatss happening to mee?’’ he managed to say. ‘’That’s what you get when you cheat on your wife, love.’’

Hannibal knocked on the door and Y/N let him in, he was smiling when he was Vincent on the ground.

‘’I loved your technique darling but..’’ he turned to face her, her cheeks were flushed. ‘’You just ruined our food.’’ And they both laughed together. She touched her arm while laughing and left his hand on her hand, his hand was warm. When they stopped Hannibal cupped her cheek, ‘’Well done Y/N, I’m proud of you.’’ His brown eyes went to her lips, ‘’Are they poison free?’’ he asked smiling. She didn’t say anything but leaned to kiss his plump lips.

Hannibal was in shock first, he couldn’t believe this was happening but soon he replied to her kiss, he gently pushed on the couch, one of the things about him was that he was a gentleman, that’s what made her drawn to him but she knew that once they were intimate that gentleman would be a hungry man. She wasn’t wrong. She had a dark red winter dress and she felt his hand pulling the dress few inches, his fingers hot against her shivering body. She yanked him closer, his tall body was flushed against hers, she could feel his arousal on her stomach. ‘’Do you want me?’’

He pulled away and asked her, searching for any discomfort in her beautiful eyes, ‘’Yes.’’ She was panting, ‘’Things I’m going to do to you… you won’t be able to walk the next week darling.’’ She felt her cunt vibrate with his words. ‘’Promise?’’ She asked with a smirk, ‘’Promise.’’

She helped him get rid of his clothes, it was the very first time she saw him naked and she had to swallow. ‘’Like what you see?’’ He grabbed his member to give it a few pumps. She nodded, he was huge. ‘’Undress for me.’’

He sat on the couch and watched her slowly took of her dress, she had matching underwear, a black bra and black lace panties. She was always insecure about her body but not tonight, the way he looked at her told her whatever affirmation she needed to hear, ‘’Divine, Aphrodite would be jealous of you.’’

The couch was big enough for them and the next thing she knew was that she was under him, kissing and biting his lips. He moved to her exposed neck and left marks there, came down to her breasts, toyed with them like Hephaestus playing with metal and working his magic. She could feel herself getting wetter each second, he was ravenous, his hands were caressing every part of her, his hot mouth camto her aching core. He inhaled her womanly scent and it made her blush, she wanted to close the gap between her legs but he stopped her. ‘’Never be shy around me Y/N, you are a magnificent woman who deserves to be worshiped and often.’’

He was giving her cunt good licks, he was talented, he kept her legs apart and dived in. She was panting and writhing, he decided to press his finger in and her head fell back. He was pumping slowly, a soft moan left her when he added the second finger, his thumb was circling her clit he kept his movements until she came. His hands left red marks on her legs and she liked it, ‘’Are you ready for me?’’ he watched her body, she looked up to see him, his face was flushed and his pupils were dilated.

‘’Yes daddy.’’ She surprised herself and thought she ruined the moment because Hannibal closed his eyelids and stopped pumping his juicy cock. The pre-cum was dripping, ‘’Hannibal I’m s-‘’

‘’Say it again.’’

His dream just came true, he literally had dreams of Y/N calling him daddy while he was fucking her raw.

‘’Daddy please fuck my pussy.’’

He placed himself between her wide open legs, she felt his tip and shivered. He eased into her, stretching her open, his hands were tight on her thighs. He started to move with control, fully in and fully out, ‘’Harder daddy please..’’ she moaned into his ear.

He let loose, the sound of their skin slapping, the crazy sensation of his hard dick.. it was too much. He wasn’t shy and hearing his moans shocked her, he was a starved man. He was kissing her as he fucked her, biting her lower lip until she was bleeding, he knew she liked it. She reached to her peak, ‘’Daddy oh fuck..’’

‘’Open your mouth.’’ And he spit in her mouth, watched her swallow, ‘’Good girl.’’

He came after her, chanting her name as if it’s a prayer. Her slick was covering him when he emptied himself into her, when it was over he laid on her, careful not to hurt her and she caressed his soft hair, he chuckled under his breath,

‘’We have to clean the place before we leave. Remember the rules, never leave your DNA.’’

Thank you for reading. :)

Their Secret

One shot Hannibal x Reader Request; Why can I imagine y/n letting hannibal know that they know that he's a cannibal by signing a lyric from six thirty by Ariana Grande.

"come here and give me some kisses. You know I'm very delicious." LMAO 💀 @theichabbieclub​

Warnings; None.

A/N: Thank you for this request, sorry for any typos. Enjoy!

For weeks Y/N was spending her free time with Hannibal Lecter, they met at a museum a month ago and Hannibal asked for her number and they became friends. Hannibal’s first intention was to kill her and eat her, however she proved herself to be a smart, kind woman with a dark past and he changed his mind. He was still unsure what to do with her so he let the time decided. Now she was at his house, and they were cooking together. 

She was talented when it comes to cooking and Hannibal always loved to have her in his kitchen, she looked cute with a white apron he gave to her, she always looked nice and smelled nice, her perfume  was sweet and fresh, Hannibal knew that it was her signature smell and he loved it. 

He also knew that she was a sneaky woman who liked to search things and gather information, she met Alana, Jack, Will and Abigail and he heard her ask about him. The doorbell disturbed their peace, they both enjoyed each other’s company and they never liked being disturbed, 

‘’I’ll get it.’’ He said and left the kitchen. Y/N was chopping onions and garlic, she looked calm but her mind was in a dark place. Recently when Hannibal left her to get some wine she decided to wander off in his house because she liked his house, it was big and he had a good taste in art, furniture etc.And she found his secret, she was curious enough to go down to the basement and she saw a woman’s arm, chopped off and laying on a wooden table, there was a lot of blood, she left the basement running. 

Y/N went back to the living room and waited for Hannibal, when he came back he knew something was different because it was a test all along. He knew she would go and look and he wanted to know if she was willing to stay and be with him even though she saw that arm. 

He thought he would find his house empty but she was there, sitting with a shocked expression, she smiled when she saw Hannibal and the rest of the night was normal. This was a week ago and she never stopped coming back to him, did he finally found someone who can understand him? And be with him regardless of his flaws…She didn’t know if Hannibal knew that she knew so she decided to sing a song, Hannibal came back to the kitchen, she smiled and kept on singing as she was chopping the onions.

‘’So come here and give me some kisses,

You know I’m very delicious..’’ 

she couldn’t help but look at his face to see his reaction and for the very first time he was an open book. They were silent for a second, like their minds were connected, the air was rich with the smell of fresh ingredients and they both felt a hot wave washing their bodies. He could feel the flush creeping up his cheeks, his brown eyes were locked to her lips, they started on their journey as friends but Hannibal knew he couldn’t keep it that way, with two large steps he was right in front of her and he kissed her.

He finally found the one…

Thank you for reading :)

Losing Him

heyyy! can i request a super specific Hannibal x female!avenger!reader? where it takes place during Infinity War and the reader and her s/o Hannibal (who isn’t a serial killer but a normal psychologist) are in Baltimore trying to get everyone to safety while the rest of the avengers are fighting back Thanos’ army in Wakanda, and then Thanos snaps and the reader has to watch Hannibal turn to dust? tyyy! @waterpeachwriting​

Oneshot/ Drabble Hannibal x avenger female reader

Warnings; Thanos snaps!

Read it while listening to this; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wmLjSnB6oTU (im a dc girl but I love marvel too lol)

Author’s note; Gurll this is a strange request but i fucking love it! Sorry for any typos, enjoy!

Y/N Y/L/N got a call from the Captain America himself early in the morning, and she knew that the end was near. She was an agent and working for the Avengers, she was responsible of Baltimore Maryland and that wasn’t easy but she was good at her job. 

The world was under a great threat by an alien named Thanos and the only hope the humanity had were the Avengers. She woke Hannibal up and explained the situation, Hannibal Lecter was her partner of 3 years and for the last few months they were living together. He was a gentleman with a kind heart -also little bit jealous sometimes- as they walked out they saw the panic everywhere. It was as if the judgment day arrived and mankind were running away from it, her mission was to help people to get to a safe place, Agents of Shield recently built a campsite for situations like this one.

She was a high level so she ordered every police officer to get these people inside, Hannibal was with her because she needed his medical knowledge to help the wounded people, all they heard was screams, the cry of babies and all even though both of them looked strong they, deep down, feared that something might happen to one of them, Hannibal never felt this strong feeling for someone else before and he felt his heart sink. A faint smile flickered across Y/N’s lips when she saw Hannibal carrying a child in his arms and giving that child to the mother, even though they were in a chaos for a split second she imagined a life where they had a child, she swallowed the lump in her throat, she had to focus. 

Throughout the day she was getting new info about the war in Wakanda and she didn’t like what she was hearing, the alien forces were strong and brutally killing Wakanda soldiers, they seemed unstoppable. Y/N gave Hannibal a gun and a knife to be safe because they were outside on the streets to find people and bring them to the campsite, the clouds were yellow and she had this strange gut feeling like something bad was going to happen.

Y/N and Hannibal were side by side, the street they were on was silent, ‘’We will fight this together.’’ She heard him say, Hannibal was a psychiatrist and he was good at reading Y/N, he knew that something –other than this war- was troubling her. ‘’I know it’s just…’’ she exhaled the breath she was holding, ‘’I don’t want to lose you Hannibal.’’ She stopped walking and turned to him, he came close and looked her in the eye. She always admired his brown eyes, under the yellow light which was caused by the bizarre his eyes looked like honey, ‘’I love you.’’ She said and kissed him sharply. She felt his hand on her waist, for a second the screams of people stopped for them, as if they were the only 2 people in the entire universe, her arms went around his firm neck. 

She pulled away to see his beautiful face but he looked scared, ‘’What’s wrong?’’‘’I feel cold.’’ He replied, she touched his cheeks, he was cold. ‘’I don’t feel so good Y/N.’’ He fell on his knees, and clung to her clothes, ‘’Hannibal tell me what’s wrong..’’ she was already crying, ‘’I- don’t know.. I love you Y/N.’’ he knew in his heart that it was his last moments on this planet and he didn’t want to go without saying I love you to the woman he was in love with for years. His face started to turn into ash, like a burnt paper, he beckoned her close, ‘’Promise me to stay strong and,’’ he took a deep breath, ‘’please live your life to the fullest.’’ ‘’No, no, no Hannibal NO! You can’t leave me, no…’’ and he fell to the ground, his body slowly turning into ashes, her hands were covered with the dust and the sound of primal fury, sadness left her throat, she never knew she was capable of creating a sound so vicious yet so vulnerable. He was dead and she didn’t even get the chance to bury him. 

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Honesty

Hi! I was wondering if I could request a Hannibal lecter x Australian reader where he deems her “rude” but learns that that’s just her culture (ie excessive drinking, crude jokes, “harsh” accent, swears in every sentence [like I shit you not swearing isnt considered unprofessional here. One of our ministers called another minister a cunt lol], etc). I just like the idea of two people being so opposite lmao. Also Hannibal is such a fine foods connoisseur, and our food is basically “first step, get a piece of white bread” hahahaha. I feel like he would find the cultural differences interesting @soggy-enchilada​

Oneshot Hannibal Fic

Hannibal Lecter x Australian Reader

Warnings;None.

Sorry for any typos, hope you like it. :)

‘’Didn’t you just finished your drink Y/N?’’ Jack Crawford asked amazed, ‘’Now you have another glass of champagne.’’ Y/N gave him a big smile, ‘’Like you don’t know me my good old cobber.’’ Y/N rolled her eyes and looked around her, she never liked joining parties like this one. Jack’s wife was ill so Y/N came to this elegant party with him to help him figure out something… which she can’t remember but it was related to work. Jack and Y/N met years ago because there was a murder care related to America and Australia and she helped the FBI and they became friends. ‘’Why are we here again?’’ She was close to finishing her 5th glass, ‘’My colleague Doctor Hannibal Lecter is acting suspicious lately and I want to know why. ‘’ Y/N never  met the doctor before but she heard his dinner parties and his success in his career. ‘’Where is he?’’ She whispered getting close to Jack, he looked around him to see where Hannibal was, ‘’He was there seconds ago.. I have to use the bathroom wait for me.’’ And he left.

Hannibal Lecter was talking to his guests when he saw her, he didn’t know her and he wondered how she came here. She had a green mermaid dress which showed her body in a graceful yet with a shimmer of wickedness, her dark red lipstick looked intimidating, her resemblance to a femme fatal figure surprised him.

‘’Excuse me for a moment.’’ He politely left the crowd and approached to this young lady who looked bored and he cannot have a bored guest in his house, ‘’Greetings madam, I’m Doctor Hannibal Lecter, the host of this party, I’m afraid I do not know you.’’ He looked at her up and down and his brown eyes landed on her Y/E/C eyes, she didn’t look away, however a faint pink colour appeared on her cheeks. ‘’My name is Y/N Y/L/N, Jack Crawford brought me here. Since you are the host Doctor Lecter may I ask you something?’’

He looked intrigued, her accent was Australian and sound strange to his ears,

‘’What can a girl like me have to do in order to get a cold frothy?’’ She asked with a annoyed tone which caught his attention, she had a bold spirit. ‘’I assume you didn’t like the champagne?’’ He tried to calm his nerves but the way she looked at him was rude, and he never liked rude people. ‘’I don’t like fancy things.’’ Hannibal caught one of the servants, ‘’Can we get a cold beer please, thank you.’’ And he took her empty glass, ‘’Jack has never mentioned you before, was there something special between you and him?’’ he asked directly because she was being rude, ‘’Ew no.’’ he could see the disgust on her face, ‘’Jack is like my big brother, I helped the FBI couple of years ago, why are you so curious Doctor Lecter?’’ her cold beer arrived, ‘’Finally.’’ She whispered to herself, ‘’I assumed that a beautiful woman such as yourself might caught his attention.’’ He wanted to test the waters and gave her a chance to be kind and take his compliment, ‘’You only think that because I look like a rich woman. This is not real me Doctor Lecter.’’ She winked at him and left his company without excusing herself.

There was something about her, was she rude or just brutally honest?

‘’Ladies and Gentlemen,’’ Hannibal got into the center of his living room, ‘’The dinner is served please follow me.’’

Guests walked into the big dining room, the walls were dark blue, and paintings decorated them, she could sense a masculine energy in the room, the table had several lit candles, servants were bringing white and red wine, the smell was extraordinary. Y/N took her place next to Jack and close to Hannibal Lecter who was standing and holding his wooden chair, after everyone was placed the servants took off the silver covers and the guests started to applause which was really strange to Y/N. ‘’I’m not gonna do that, no thank you.’’

She knew Hannibal saw her and she didn’t care, ‘’Before we beging you must all be warned, nothing here is vegetarian. Bon appétit.’’ And the guests started to applause again and she rolled her eyes, on her right there was an old woman with a red dress and she whispered into her ear, ‘’My dear Hannibal never likes rude people. You should be careful.’’

During the dinner she was bored, because people who considered themselves ‘’sophisticated’’ had conversations which made her uncomfortable, these people were trying to prove that they are smart and it looked pathetic. The food looked strange to her, she has never seen dishes like these and tried everything on the table, ‘’Mis Y/L/N I hope you like the food.’’ Hannibal addressed her and everyone stopped talking, eyes were on her, ‘’What the fuck is he trying to do?!’’

 ‘’They look too fancy for my liking, I’m Australian so this is the first time I try food like these. I appreciate the effort.’’ And people started to ask her about her country, she didn’t know how but she became the center of interest. Hannibal Lecter was silent silent and was listening her. People were laughing at her jokes and she felt like she was accepted,

‘’And then what happened?’’ the red dressed woman asked her curiously, ‘’Our minister called him a fuckin cunt that’s what happened.’’ And they all laughed together. Hannibal noticed the shine in her eyes and how different her culture was.

After hours of talking and eating people started to leave, and then Alana, Jack, Y/N and Hannibal were sitting and enjoying the warmness coming from the fireplace.

Y/N took off her high-heel shoes, ‘’Fuck my feet hurt.’’  Hannibal took off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, ‘’There is a technique called arch rubs, may I?’’ and he sat on the edge of the long chair, he held the top of the foot in one hand, with the fingers of his other hand he rubbed the length of the arch, he did that repeatedly from the heel to the ball of the foot. His hands felt amazing and her head fell back and a soft moan left her red lips, ‘’Shit that’s so good..’’

Hannibal smirked, he knew what kind of an effect he had on people and he liked it, Jack was talking about Y/N staying for a year because the FBI needed her and Hannibal could see her in his life, it will be hard because of her bold spirit and her rude words but she was an honest woman and he treasured such a rare character trait.

 Thank you for reading! :) 

Thanksgiving Dinner

Hannibal Request; Wondering if you could do like a quick drabble or something with Hannibal x shy! reader?Like it's reader's first time making thanksgiving dinner and she invited Hannibal and reader just nails everything and Hannibal is shook at reader's cooking skills and reader is like "lol it's my first time doing this. @theichabbieclub​

Short drabble for my Hannibal fans <3

Sorry for any typos. Love u all!

Hannibal x Shy Reader

Warnings; Little flirting ;)) 

Y/N was the new member of Jack’s FBI crew and he was careful with her because we all know what happened to the last one, she was new to Baltimore and she was feeling anxious however a certain man was on her side all the time. Doctor Hannibal Lecter met her on a case and even though he was known to be a distant and cold person on that day he offered her his coat because she was shivering, oh how red her cheeks got that day, she was usually shy and whenever he offered  her something it made her blush. 

That day she had to jump into a lake because she saw a part of evidence floating away. She was eager to prove herself and Hannibal could see that, after days of working together and coming across with him in Jack’s office they became friends. Hannibal was a smart man with a perfect deduction skills so he picked up on her shyness and toyed with her a lot.

Y/N wanted to throw a Thanksgiving dinner and she invited Hannibal, it was a bold move because she heard how an excellent chef he is, Hannibal was curious and said yes. The problem was that it was her first time making this so she was nervous as hell. 

Hannibal Lecter bid farewell to his last patient and looked at his watch, it was time to go to Y/N’s house, he was being close to her because last time one of Jack’s crew almost spoiled his plans and he was keeping an eye on this shy young woman who was quite beautiful. Hannibal wasn’t a man who was easily impressed, however, every time he was around her he had this feeling… he did not know what it is but he knew that he would never hurt her or put her in danger. He took his coat, locked all the doors and drove to her place, of course he didn’t forget her favorite wine and he also made French style soufflé to eat after dinner. He never got the chance to invite her to his house and cook for her so he wanted to impress her with a tastey dessert. 

He had been into her house before so he knew the place, it was a small house but warm, Hannibal secretly was jealous how homey the place was, he loved his house, it was like a museum but there wasn’t any warmness to it.Y/N opened the door and smiled brightly, Hannibal found himself looking at her up and down because she had a gorgeous evening dress, a chill went through him. 

‘’You look ravishing in that dress Y/N.’’ 

He watched her get shy and try to look somewhere at the distance, ‘’I can say the same for you Hannibal, come in.’’The table was set and quite honestly Hannibal was galvanized, ‘’May I take your coat?’’ he hummed as he discarded his coat and let her take it, he was looking at the dinner table. She cooked roast turkey, mashed potatos, gravy, green beans and corn, and let’s not forget the dinner rolls. There were two red candles matched the colour of her dress, ‘’This looks delicious Y/N.’’

‘’I hope you like the food I made for us, let’s sit.’’ He sat at the head of the table, Y/N sat on his left, ‘’Traditionally the man of the house chops the turkey. May I?’’ Hannibal asked trying to hide his intentions, he had plans for Y/N but she didn’t have to learn them now. ‘’Please.’’ 

She gave him the tools he needed, she poured the red wine and they started to eat. She watched him smell the food and then eat it, he closed his deep brown eyes and savoured the taste, he opened his eyes to meet Y/N’s Y/E/C eyes, he had a proud smile. ‘’Delicious love, you did an amazing job.’’ Y/N felt her cheeks get warm, ‘’T- thank you Hannibal.’’He had a smirk, it was fun to play with her, ‘’No need to be shy around me Y/N,’’ he placed his hand on her cheek, it made her look up to meet his eyes which had strange auro around them. ‘’you can be whoever you want to be. I won’t judge, I give you my word.’’ 

When Hannibal made a promise he stick to it, even though Y/N was getting anxious around him sometimes she could try open up to him a little bit more. Throughout the dinner they talked, shared ideas about a new case, they drank all the wine, ‘’I assume your friends love your Thanksgiving dinner parties.’’ Hannibal said as he finished his plate, ‘’Actually this is my first time.’’ ‘’Then you are a natural at culinary arts.’’ Hannibal was always giving her praises and Y/N could feel that he started to fancy her, they were spending time together and enjoyed each others company. It was time for dessert, Hannibal put the small plate in front of her, ‘’Bon Appétit.’’ She took a bite from it and her head fell back and a soft moan left her mouth, it gave Hannibal some images of certain things… he drank his wine. ‘’I take it you like my dessert?’’ He loved playing with words, ‘’Yes Doctor Lecter, I loved your dessert, I might want more.’’ The wine was talking and she didn’t mind to flirt with him. ‘’You shall have more.’’ 

Thank you for reading :)