#I need to do more hannigram fluff

[slasher-male-wife]

hi I saw your reqs were open and was hoping i could ask for a hannigram x gn reader where the reader feels a lil insecure about third wheeling and when hannigram find out they are extra affectionate to her, just sweet fluff and affirmations kinda thing

Of course I can. And I know you said gn reader but this is a reminder because of some other requests I got, I don't write for fem readers. I don't feel comfortable writing about and there's so many other people who do write for fem readers. Anyway I made this a little more Holiday themed because I need to milk the season for all it's go content wise.

You love me right? Hannigram x gn reader

Warnings: Hurt/comfort, insecure reader, polyamory, I kinda threw in some personal stuff because I needed to, google translated Lithuanian

Lately you couldn’t help but feel kind of insecure about your relationship with Will and Hannibal. You love them and you know they love you but sometimes it feels like you’re third wheeling with them. You thought that they wanted distance but didn’t know how to tell you so you started to grow a bit more distant, thinking it would help. But it only made things worse. You’ve been getting stomach aches over this whole situation and you didn’t know how to bring it up to them without making them feel bad or making you feel bad for thinking that they didn’t love you. 

It’s another cold night in December. You’d just gotten back from a holiday themed opera. Hannibal leaves you and Will with a kiss as he heads for the kitchen. Will heads for the living room and you start to follow him before you get that feeling like you’re being too clingy. You stop yourself and head upstairs to your bedroom. You take off your coat and fancy outfit. You feel tears prick at your eyes but you try to push them away. You put on more comfortable clothes and take deep breaths. 

Maybe you really should tell them what you think. It’s really eating away at you. You bite your bottom lip and sit on the bed, head in your hands. God what is wrong with you? Why are you acting like this? They have to love you right? They do love you. You’re sure of it. But sometimes it just feels like you’re intruding on Will and Hannibal's dates. Their time together, their special moments. It feels like you’re just a friend sometimes. All of these emotions make you boil over and soon you start to cry. 

You can’t help it anymore. You’ve gone too long without feeling like this. Without feeling like an outsider in your own damn relationship. What made them grow so distant? What did you do to make them hate you this much? How can you fix it now? Your head swims with ideas as you pick yourself up and go into the bathroom. You wash off your face and try to make it look like you haven’t been crying. Hannibal calls you down for dinner and you take another deep breath. 

You enter the dining room to find Will and Hannibal waiting for you. Hannibal made some kind of soup. You smile at your boyfriends before taking your seat. They start a conversation about what they should do this Christmas. Will is insisting they get a real tree this year but Hannibal is against it. You’re siding with Will on getting a tree. 

“It would be very fun. You can use the pine needles for baking or something I’m sure.” You say taking another sip of your soup. Hannibal just gives you a glance before looking back over at Will. You feel a large lump forming in your throat now. Tears pricking at your eyes again. Will seems to notice. 

“Y/n?” He asks, but you don’t hear him because of your heart beating in your ears, “Y/n?” he asks again. This time you look up, “Is everything ok?” He asks. Feeling Hannibal and Will looking at you now with worry in their eyes you start to bawl. 

You cry loud and ugly tears. Hannibal is quick to push away your bowl and sit next to you, along with Will. Will holds you close to him and Hannibal puts a hand on your thigh and rubs your back. They don’t try to get you to talk until you stop crying. Now with having them be so close to you it makes you cry even harder. Eventually you sniffle and wipe away your tears. Your eyes are big and red. Your cheeks dewy from all of the tears. 

“I’ve been feeling so awful lately. I feel like I’ve been third wheeling with you two. Like I’m not even in the relationship anymore. I thought you wanted space but that just made me feel even worse. I’m so sorry for being so emotional.” 

“Don’t ever apologize for feeling your emotions.” Hannibal says, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. Will pulls you in closer to him, having you sitting on his lap now. Hannibal moves into your chair, keeping his hand on your thigh. 

“We are so sorry for making you feel that way honey. We promise that we still love you dearly ok? We never wanted to make you cry,” Will presses a kiss to your temple before hugging you closer to him, “ Now if you ever feel bad about anything please tell us. If you needed more attention from us you should have told us. We promise to never ignore you again alright?” You nod. 

After cleaning up the three of you head back upstairs. Hannibal and Will helping you get ready for bed and holding you in between them in bed. 

“I hope you know we love you very much Y/N.” Will says kissing your forehead.” 

“Jei turėčiau gėlę kiekvieną kartą, kai pagalvočiau, kaip stipriai tave myliu, galėčiau amžinai vaikščioti savo sode.” Hannibal says in his native language. He often speaks in it when he’s feeling some kind of strong emotion. You know a little of the language so you know what he’s saying is romantic. 

“Can you please tell me what you just said?” You say sleepily. 

“I said ‘If I had a flower for every time I thought about how much I loved you, I could walk in my garden forever.” 

You fall asleep with a smile on your face. You know they really love you. In the morning you wake up with Will still on your right but Hannibal gone. You try to get up out of bed but you’re pulled back down by Will. You let out a light laugh. 

“Honey I’ve got to get up ok?” He just pulls you closer. 

“It can wait a few more minutes.” He says, sleep heavy in his voice. 

“Will I’m hungry and Hannibal’s making breakfast. I wanna go eat,” Will sighs and lets you go for a moment before he picks you up in his arms with a grunt from him and a laugh from you, “Will you can’t carry me down the stairs!” You exclaim but Will’s already walking out of the bedroom. But once at the stairs he does let you down. He takes your hand and walks with you down into the kitchen where Hannibal waits. A plate on pancakes and a bowl of berries greet your eyes and nose. 

“You made this for us?” You ask. Hannibal knows that this is your favorite breakfast food. He nods. 

“I did mano meilė,” He says, still feeling inclined to speak his native language, “Now have a seat. I want you to have plenty of energy for what I have planned for us today. You pull up a seat at the counter and so does will. You’re handed your pancakes and berries and you quickly start to eat. You’re the luckiest person in the world to have these two as your boyfriends. 

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Fic Rec Friday 9/22/23

Title: Tranquilium

Rating: Mature

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category: M/M

Fandoms: Hannibal (TV), Hannibal Lecter Series - All Media Types

Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham & Hannibal Lecter

Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Jack Crawford

Additional Tags: Morning After, Snuggles and fluff, Fluff, Hannibal Lecter Loves Will Graham, Will Graham Loves Hannibal Lecter, Sleepy Cuddles, Bottom Will Graham, Will Knows, Hannibal Lecter is the Chesapeake Ripper, Hannibal Lecter is a Cannibal, Murder Husbands, Set in s2 e6, Light Smut, depends on your definition of light but ah well

Summary: Instead of Alana, Hannibal spends the night with Will on the eve of Futamono.

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That’s what I’m talking about, man. Every time I watched a new episode, all I could think was “Goddamn these two just need to fuck already.” Which makes me appreciate a good ‘Will and Hannibal sleep together earlier’ divergence, as often as I can find them, lol. And really, it should have been him instead of Alana in the first place. That might just be the Hannigram shipper in me being a little demanding. Demanding like Will when his morning fuck gets interrupted.

This one’s a little short, but enticing. Just the right amount of set up and pay off. Though I will admit to being slightly disappointed because I read this before I saw the episode and when I did see it, I couldn’t help but hope that, y’know, it’d be Will in the bed and not Alana. Oh well…

Some of the best Canon Divergent stories are ones where prior knowledge of the actual canon events isn’t necessary. This succeeds in that, given that I have adored it since way before I saw Futamono. And after seeing it, I appreciate this one even more because of how close it stays to the actual events. That’s another aspect of these types of fics I love: when the author is able to keep it close to canon, but different enough to put their own personal spin on things.

Also the mental image of Hannibal and Will having a nice, loving, lazy morning fuck is just beautiful. It’s what they deserve.

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Next Week: We’re going from Murder Husbands to Dreamhusbands, lol. And this one is an old favorite of mine. I can summarize it very easily: Arthur/Eames + Survivor. Which doesn’t come close to doing it proper justice. Plus any appearance by Jeff Probst is almost as good as seeing A and E fall in love on reality TV.

See you then!

[hannigramficrecs]

Hey sorry to bother but your lists have been a very fun read and I was wondering if you had maybe any Beverly pov things? Like bets on Hannigram or her and will as friends? Thanks so much no matter what!

Today's Special by Devereauxs_Disease [words: 1,294

Bev uses the coffee shop board to try and get Will a date. This…may not have been a smart move.

Ten Little Numbers by sourweather [words: 38,918]

Will and Bev have a game they like to play. They go to bars and see who can get the most phone numbers from strangers. One night, he meets a very interesting stranger. Is he safe falling hard and fast for Hannibal Lecter, or is the mysterious man making his way into Will's heart hiding something much more sinister beneath the surface?

Until I Met You by Dormchi [words: 33,990]

Detective Will Graham needs an expert and Fire Lieutenant Hannibal Lecter happens to be available. Basically this is just arson, murder, coffee, and fluff.

What Do the Beautiful People Do? by WrathoftheStag [words: 3,541]

A look at Will and Hannibal's new relationship as seen from an outsider's point of view.

Office Santa by Llewcie [words: 2,787]

In which team Sassy Science conspires to get Will and Hannibal to choose each others names for the office Santa gift exchange, because no one else wants either of them.

With Heart by Creed Cascade [words: 1,547]

Hannibal packed Will’s lunch and we finally get to meet Will’s friends at university. Oh, and then there is Will’s lab parter. Part of the Evolution series.

Titan Arum by ProxyOne [words: 64,615]

Will is a botanist, working in the greenhouse of the local Botanical Gardens. He is getting his life back on track after his divorce, but he can't help but notice someone who keeps coming back to his greenhouse to draw, day after day. A man who seems to have been paying very close attention to him.

Photobomb by Devereauxs_Disease [words: 21,753]

When Hannibal pops up next to Will in an FBI Academy graduation photo, the result is innocent enough…until Will's coworkers play with photoshop and make the image so much worse. Will would laugh it off, but it seems he can't take a picture without Hannibal showing up in the background.

[definitely-not-an-alb]

fanfic tropes! identity porn, friends to enemies to lovers, hurt/comfort, coffeeshop au (don't have to answer them all, pick what you like). hope work went by quickly :)

Ahhh! Thank you, anon!

Identity Porn

How  likely am I to write it: Identity porn isn’t really a narrative kink  for me, so I wouldn’t go out of my way to put it into anything, if it didn't come up naturally. Or if it would be funny.

What characters/ships/fandoms would I write it for: I don’t  really have a lot of fandom I could do identity porn for, too, so that's the next problem I have. RoL doesn't go for it much, and neither do TMA or Witcher or SGA. In the MCU/marvel comics I'm kind of only invested in Characters that just superhero under their legal name, zero fucks given in all canons I'm aware of, so oops there. Hannibal, maybe? Hannibal might work. Altho I prefere season 2 era, with everyone vague degrees of aware of each other's bs and scheming like petty murder divas.

Friends to enemies to lovers

How  likely am I to write it: Very unlikely. I think the only thing with this dynamic I like is Hannibal, as in, both Hannigram and Clannibal and Clannigram, but I don't think I'd really seek it out in fic or write it. I don't even know why, I should be into The Drama Of It All, but I'm just not.

What characters/ships/fandoms would I write it for: Like I said, Hannigram/Clannibal/Clannigram, if it's something that retells an arc. I don't really do Ironstrange, but enemies to lovers or friends to enemies to lovers might be the only way I would, probably. They just don't get along in canon, and I DO NOT UNDERSTAND why people ship it so much. Also why is their Doc always ooc. Enough moaning, I'll stop, I'll stop. Have fun ya'll, but stop the goddamn cross/mass-tagging. There shouldn't be that much Ironstrange in the gen tag, ya hear me?

hurt/comfort

How  likely am I to write it: VERY LIKELY. Hmmmmmm give me that good hurt/comfort.

What characters/ships/fandoms would I write it for: Basically everything, lol. All my faves are idiots who need to be shipped with therapy and tortured with hugs. The Bev & Thomas fic is very hurt comfort-y, as is the Nonromantic-Soulmates WIP. Yes I know I never finish anything, shhhh. There's also an unfinished Strangewong fic in my drafts that's technically sick!fic (I MEAN ... what else lmao) and involves cuddling and soup and being sad about Endgame, so. Which, btw, is THE ONLY reason I will ever acknowledge that dumbassery masquerading as plot. To mine it for FRIDGE HORROR *evil laughter*. And then hand out soup.

coffeeshop au

How  likely am I to write it: Relatively unlikely? I don't really do fluff without plot (and I'm down with emotions as plot or snapshots that reveal something halway and sideways), and incidentally the only version of this trope I ever started would need a Graphic Violence tag lol. (If it wasn't LANGUISHING IN MY DRAFTS.) So I think I might be doing this trope wrong. Also doesn't help that I have experience manning a beer-counter / drink station, so I fall hard in the camp of 'that's an awful place for cute/fluffy shenanigans, have ya'll ever worked customer service lol'-camp. I see the appeal, but I also ... don't.

What characters/ships/fandoms would I write it for: Like I said, the only one I ever started was low-key a joke, because I don't do the trope and the fandom didn't have (and still doesn't have) one, and also because, you know. Graphic violence.

Have the first four or so paragraphs of the very unfinished RoL Demi-Monde Coffeeshop ... pre-canon canon divergence. Is there even a tag for that kinda thing? Anyways. I think the best part about this is getting to write a snotty totally-an-adult!!!-Peter who has zero respect for anything and thinks Thomas is the most ridiculous person he ever met. No graphic violence yet, only canon-typical ableist language.

There’s a lot of reasons people hate working in customer service; The bad pay, the atrocious hours, the customers, the service.

I did about two year of it, first on-and-off positions in some retail shops around where I grew up, punctuated by getting dragged along to my mother’s cleaning gigs, and then later, about a year in a not-actually-fancy Coffee House near Russell Square. And I figured afterwards my stint in customer service and retail had, at the very least, taught my younger self some much needed humility and compassion.

I’m kidding, of course. It just confirmed the suspicions I held towards my fellow humans. Especially the kind that start magic duels in public.

Now, I worked in a Coffee House, not a coffeshop, which meant Management got to price everything even more ridiculous then the rest of the world, we played wannabe-jazz elevator music instead of pop and our clientele wasn’t weird and crazy but more slightly bizarre and very deranged.

Like that one vaguely East-European guy who thought combining windowpane and paisley was a grand idea and who we – that’s the staff – did certainly not call Dracula, or the posh black lady who came to pick up her coffee before heading into the City every morning, except for that one time when, I swear on my dad’s record collection, she was wearing a diving suit under her costume, and of course Mister Stranger-Danger, who was the reason younger cousins didn’t get to do their homework behind the counter any more.

Of course we got your everyday stroll-by white girls and hipsters, but our regulars where, as far as I could tell, decidedly posh, but mostly not yet fully upper class, and also completely batshit looney, is what I’m saying. No offence to actual crazy people, because they certainly don’t dress that badly.

That’s why I didn’t even bat an eyelash when one day someone walked into the shop who was either a time-travelling noir-spy or a runaway extra from Downton Abbey.

He was a white guy, in that inexplicable past-40 age range where I can’t tell their age for the life of me, with a side sweep that must have been held in place with actual pomade, and dressed in one of those sleek looking, old suits with the broad, deep lapels and incredible narrow waists. To round off the impression that he’d come over, lean homoerotically close and tell me the name of the Kraut’s informant any moment now, he’d draped a Burberry over his arm and lugged an actual, honest to god walking cane around the city. It seemed impractical to me, but who am I to judge people’s fashion choices; I’m only the barista.

He also had that stiff demeanour about him, which I’d taken as a sign of something shifty going on anywhere else. Here, in seven out of ten cases, and even more with posh dudes, it meant that he longed to order something utterly ridiculous, with a long name, six ingredient and maybe some speculoos dust uptop, but didn’t have the courage too. Honestly, the way grown men start acting once there’s pumpkin spice on the menu is hilarious – you’d think we’re selling sex toys under the table.

[chibi-tofu]

Hearts In Boxes

A Very Hannibal Christmas AU

(Domestic Hannigram. Stealing each others clothes. Awful Christmas Puns. Doggos. Hannibal being a shit. Will being a flirt. An apology. SO MANY BOXES. Mainly fluff and a bit of smut.)

Hannibal stretches out Will's shirt and has to apologize. V cute.

Crop Top Hannibal.

(Sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes, kinda new to writing.)

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December.

Hannibal started noticing his winter wardrobe getting smaller bit by bit. Starting in mid October up until the 15th of December, The day he caught Will red handed! Will was making coffee and preparing the dogs’ food and seemed to be wearing a lavender button up. While it seemed slightly big on him, he looked stunning. The fact that he was wearing a silver chain and that the button up was only buttoned halfway distracted Hannibal from registering it was his shirt. The next day Will was wearing a dark navy sweater that he knew would get noticed. As it was the one Hannibal would store in his car for if it got below 45 degrees outside or if he got blood on his current outfit. He was wearing it paired with some ridiculous boxers with dog paw prints on the back while reading by the kitchen counter. Hannibal was amused and decided to play along as he stood in front of Will and put his hands on the counter on either side of him. “Darling, Is that my sweater? It looks rather familiar.” Will smiled and gestured to his torso “This? Is it? I had no idea.” then ran a hand up the side of his lover “Would you like it back? Now? I do have a busy day. Might have to pencil you in.”

Hannibal loved this game. Really, any game where he could make Will laugh. 

So began the Wardrobe Week War.

Hannibal stealing Will’s beanies, Will stealing Hannibal’s ties. Both stealing and hiding each others shoes, then keys, and even any pair of fuzzy socks. Most nights would end with kisses, a few with “Will, This shirt cost more than your entire wardrobe, I’m not going to rip it off you.” 

Hannibal decided to be a shit on the 21st and wear a shirt that was gifted to Will last Christmas. An ugly Christmas sweater shirt that read “Bah Hum-Pug” with pugs running across the bottom of the shirt. It just barely fit his boyfriend, rising up to show a bit of his stomach when he lifted his arms. So when the blonde stretched this shirt onto his torso he expected Will to laugh and retaliate. Will cocked his head and gave a tame half smile then sighed “You’re a dork. What are we making for dinner?” Not much of a reaction, this was strange but he decided not to bombard him with questions. “I was thinking prosciutto roses on watermelon since the two bottles of Batard-Montrachet were delivered yesterday.” Will pouted a bit “Not the most festive, is it?” Hannibal made a slight twirl with his hand as he boasted “I promise you it will taste incredibly festive, he was dressed as Santa after all.” Will shook his head, kissed Hannibal’s cheek, then stood up “Change and meet me in the kitchen, or you’ll have to fight me for the oven.”  

December 23rd.   

Hannibal was busy trying to find a whisk so he could finish the sugar cookie dough as Will sat at the bar and mixed icing colors. Hannibal asked him if he had seen the whisk twice but his beloved seemed to be stuck in an introspective state. He softly rubbed Wills back as he asked “Feeling okay? There’s something lonesome about you, pet.” Will looked tired, bags under his eyes and his hair slightly mussed. He made a small hum in response and continued mixing the food coloring into the icing. Hannibal dipped his finger into one of the small icing bowls and swiped the tip of Will's nose. Will gasped and did the same with a smirk. Hannibal could still feel how shutdown his lover was and decided he’d talk to him before bed. 

Hannibal leaned against the bathroom door frame and looked at will in the mirror “So...Is the silent treatment your solution, Will?” He questioned while undoing his tie. Will was silent for a few beats before replying. “No, stealing all of your damn ties and hiding them around the house is my solution. I just happen to be brushing my teeth and deep in thought about how to kick your ass.” Will smirked and resumed brushing his teeth as his lover continued undressing. “You know, it was only one shirt. I’m sure you’ll steal one of mine as a replacement.” Hannibal walked up behind him and slowly wrapped his arms around his partners frame. “Hannibal. Dear. Darling. You stretched my shirt into a crop top. It’s rude. If I recall you have a saying about those who are rude.” He smirked and squeezed Will ever so slightly in his arms then lowering his voice stated “Are you planning to eat me, Will?” “Not with utensils.” Will teased. He spit then swished with mouthwash before turning around in Hannibal’s arms. “I’m alright, just tired...and you ruined one of my favorite shirts.” he teased “I just need to sleep it off.” he pulled Hannibal into a hug and felt his boyfriend kiss his neck. A muffled “Come to bed my sweet.” was the last full sentence uttered before they shuffled off to their bed.  

December 24th.

As Hannibal closed the oven after checking on his sugar cookies he heard a sigh. He could barely hide his smile for how his partner in crime was pouting around the apartment. The brunette was stringing the Christmas lights around the tree and huffing every few minutes. He watched as Will disappeared behind the tree and decided to give him some Christmas spirit. He quietly padded to their room while six wagging tails followed him, nearly blowing his cover. After a few minutes of putting together his surprise he collected two items from the bedroom closet then slid into the kitchen. Grabbing two sugar cookies from his first batch, the ones with snowmen on them, he led his troop of fuzzy step children into the family room.

As Will was hanging Hannibal’s ties around the tree he paused when presented with six fuzzy children wearing velvet red collars with little silver bells attached to them. “It seems you have resting Grinch face Will.” The shorter man grimaced and chuckled “Where did you even hear that?” Seeing that his plan is starting to work the blonde stepped a bit closer with his hands behind his back. “The younger detectives use slang around crime scenes. Possibly inappropriate but incredibly entertaining. I’ve also heard the term Velvet Daddy.” Will laughed out of surprise “Please NEVER say that again. Is this you apologizing?” Hannibal sheepishly took another step forward and softly put antlers attached to a headband onto Will’s head. “This is only the first part, the next piece of my apology comes tomorrow. But I thought you might indulge me and our children?” He pulled out his phone  “Take a Christmas card worthy photo with us?” He pulled Will in close and softly kissed his cheeks. “I could put a splatter of blood on our sweaters just for fun.” Will whispered just inches from the blondes lips. “A beautiful idea darling, but where would we get the blood?” Words could no longer be heard over their heartbeats becoming collectively louder. They kissed softly, Hannibal’s face held in Will's hands, while his hands were around the shorter mans back grabbing his shirt with a bit of urgency. 

A few jingles and an adorably loud whiny yawn made them laugh into the kiss. They let go of each other and got ready for the pictures, Hannibal put on a matching set of antlers, and Will got the picture timer set up then grabbed a few dog treats. They ended up laying on their stomachs on the floor with the dogs, the phone took three quick photos. In the first one they were all smiling at the camera while the two men held hands and the second was the same but now the men were looking at each other preparing for chaos. Right before the third was taken Will smiled, counted to three, and said “Go!”. They giggled when they saw the last photo, The children were looking up and even some mid jump as they scrambled to catch the treats the men threw into the air. 

“One more, just you and me?” Will rolled his eyes but held the camera up and was about to snap the picture when his lover shoved a sugar cookie into his mouth. His look of surprise deemed adorable next to Hannibal’s look of pure love and joy in a smile as he held one with a bite already taken out of it up next to him.  

December 25th.

Hannibal was the first to stir as Will unconsciously squeezed his hand. He stared at his person for a bit, just admiring how sweet and relaxed he looked as he slept. He rolled onto his stomach and partly onto Will. He started kissing up Will's side and then his chest, he paused briefly as a hand gently ran through his hair. “Good Morning. Did you sleep well?” Will raised an eyebrow as he remembered just how well the apology wound up going last night “Good Morning, Velvet Daddy.”  he giggled and pulled Hannibal up to kiss him “Yes I slept well, did you?” Hannibal whispered “I slept well, but call me Daddy again and I’ll make sure this night is sleepless.” Will bit Hannibal’s lip “Is that a threat or a promise?” Hannibal got inches from Will’s lips then put his hand around his throat. “Oh darling, It’s the most fun when it’s both.”

About an hour and a half later the two appeared downstairs to make breakfast. Will made coffee as Hannibal grabbed a Labrador sized present “I want you to open this one before we cook.” Will rolled his eyes lovingly “Before food, Hm? Must be good.” He shook it lightly then tore through the shinny red wrapping and opened the box to revel...another box wrapped in the same red wrapping paper. Will tilted his head at his lover but Hannibal just sipped his coffee with a big grin. He picked up the next box and tore the paper again to revel...yet another box. He could since where this was going but repeated the steps again to revel...another. fucking. box. This continued for about fifteen more boxes and will had now been doing this for ten minutes. The boxes were now medium small and he could hold them in both hands. He suspected there were about seven boxes left. He was off by two. 

It had now been fifteen minutes. By this point Will had chugged a cup and a half of coffee, was now sitting on the couch next to Hannibal, and the dogs had begun playing in the mountain of wrapping paper. He had finally reached the last box, wrapped in black matte paper with a metallic silver tag. Will beamed as he read the tag “Beloved.” and the noticed a small black heart at the end that was slightly smudged. He carefully unwrapped and opened the box. Sitting in a deep red velvet pocket was a beautiful pocket knife, the handle made of bone. Engraved on one side of the blade was Will and other side Hannibal . Will teared up a bit and chuckled as he quipped “If you eat me on Christmas, Who will tell the dogs you miss them when you’re at work?” Hannibal put the knife back in the box on the table then took Wills face in his hands “I’m not going to eat you Will, Well not with utensils anyway.” Will snorted as Hannibal smirked. “Our names are on both sides to symbolize we are two sides of the same coin, or knife in this case. We are the same. You are my Beloved.” 

Will kissed him hard and pulled him close. His nails dug into Hannibal’s sides claiming him as hard as the kiss. “Beloved, Huh? “ Hannibal nodded “Is it as good as Velvet Daddy?” Will laughed hard “PLEASE stop saying that.” “Maybe after Christmas?” Will blew out a puff of air “Finnee. Who gave you the box full of boxes idea?” Hannibal shook his head and scoffed “You’d kill them and me.” Will picked up the pocket knife and put the tip gently against Hannibal’s chest. “Would you like to go first?” Hannibal kissed him deeply and grabbed the knife

 “Where would the fun be in that?”

Happy Holidays Fanibals.               

[sunriseverse]

rec listtttttttttttttttttttttttttttt

fair warning there’s a lot of different fandoms here—i have, uh. twenty-two pages of bookmarks. lots of newmann though, i promise. in no particular order, i give you a fic rec list

the future’s owned by you and me by kaiyen (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 7k, Not Rated)

Years after they stopped writing each other, Newt and Hermann run into each other on the steps of Cambridge University Library. Quite literally.

 Newt stares at him, expecting more. He doesn’t get any. “Come on, man, who are you? Maybe I’ve read something.”

 I doubt it, Hermann barely catches himself from saying. “Gottlieb. Hermann Gottlieb.”

 And Newt looks like he’s struck oil. “Oh my god,” he says, and something flickers behind his eyes, like there’s more than just recognition there, and before he can wonder any more about what it is, Newt blurts, “Oh my god!” and Hermann flinches and makes a face like a disgruntled frog.

What you can expect: emotions, opprotunities missed, and opprotunities taken. I absolutely adore this fic, though I might be biased by the fact that it has Newt as bipolar, and that’s something I always crave (more bipolar Newt fic when???).

Survival is for Nerds by Annabeelee (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 46k, Teen and Up)

It's three hundred and two years after humanity lost to the Kaiju and two hundred and twenty one since the Kaiju left. Not that it matters to Hermann. In relation to following a neurotic genetic experiment across whats left of the Northern American continent while dodging alien predators and hostile subgroups of humans, its possibly the least helpful thing to keep in mind.

What you can expect: scifi, tension, and a very intersting world. Post-apocalyptic, technically, but the way it’s written makes it almost hopeful. I love how the setting and writing makes it feel like a blend between victorian steampunk and futuristic in tone.

people can surprise you (or not) by pdameron (James Bond, James Bond/Q, 10k, Teen and Up)

“I’m not you, Bond. I don’t exactly have a technique for getting rich strangers to like me.”

“Just do your naive cute puppy thing, and they’ll be doting on you in no time,” Bond replies as he pulls up to the grand estate.

“My what?” Q asks incredulously. Bond doesn’t answer, simply giving him an indulgent smile. The fucker.

(or: 00q meets Gosford Park. Except not really.)

What you can expect: humour, murder, and some light espionage. Also, fake dating.

Infinite Distance by lachatblanche (X-Men, Erik Lensherr/Charles Xavier, 7k, Teen and Up)

When they encounter an unfamiliar and seemingly-abandoned ship in the middle of nowhere in space, Captain Charles Xavier of the spaceship Graymalkin heads out to investigate.

What you can expect: drama! Intruige! It’s set in space! I read this a while ago but I have memories of it being rather riveting despite the relatively short length.

Gertrude’s Goulash by lollzie (Gotham, Edward Nygma/Oswald Cobblepot, 7k, General Audiences)

Ed needs a new roommate. Oswald needs a room. Oswald may just be the most amazing person Ed has ever met. Shame he's not single. Cue wooing via the medium of cooking.

What you can expect: pining, misunderstandings, obliviousness, and a lot of goulash as a method of romancing.

Death Of The Author by happygolovely (Gotham, Edward Nygma/Oswald Cobblepot, 9k, Mature)

Edward Nygma was never intended to be anything more than a secondary character.

The Riddler demands otherwise.

What you can expect: a story within a story within a story. You think you have it figured out, and the next moment the carpet is yanked out from beneath you. Fairly dark, possibly disturbing, but my goodness if it’s not engaging.

we make our friends, we make our enemies by ORiley42 (Mission: Impossible, Benji Dunn/Ethan Hunt, 52k, Teen and Up)

Benji finds out he has a new neighbor. This new neighbor happens to be off-the-charts hot. Hijinks, friendship, more-than-friendship, and secret agent drama ensue.

What you can expect: pining. There’s spy stuff going on too, and it eventually gets brought up, but my gods, the pining. Also, it’s fucking hilarious, and, at just over fifty thousand words, the perfect read when you’ve got an hour or two and you want something that’ll make you both laugh and cry.

Self-Sabotage by EmilyweepsforPilfrey (James Bond, James Bond/Q, 2k, Teen and Up)

For some reason, whenever he's alone with Bond, the most ridiculous things come out of Q's mouth.

Or 'the one where Q accidentally invents a girlfriend'.

What you can expect: Q being an utter idiot. It’s hilarious. Nice quick bite of humour if you fancy it.

The Long Con by harleygirl2648 (Hannibal, Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, 19k, Teen and Up)

There are two kinds of cons: long and short. Short cons mean short-term gain, with smaller rewards, mostly just everything you have in your pocket at that moment. Long cons mean lots of time, effort, costumes, masks, props, sets, and other characters all looking to set up the downfall of the mark and take them for all that they've got.

Con Artist/Thieves AU: Will Graham and Hannibal Lecter are both interested in acquiring a Botticelli, but both of them are quite fond of each other's short games. For both of them, it's the deception and thrill of the game that's worth more than the payout.

And well, after all, aren't the easiest people to scam are those who think they are smart enough to not get scammed?

What you can expect: no cannibalism, a lot of banter, and, of course, con artistry. Quite delightful if I do say so myself.

deus ex machina by coloredink (Hannibal, Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, 26k, Teen and Up)

"What the hell?" said Katz.  "Is that--"

"Yeah, I know, it's kinda flashy."  Will shut the car door behind him and patted his pockets for the little fob to lock the car.

"Isn't that Hannibal Lecter's car?"

The car beeped to indicate it was locked.  "Yeah, I guess so."  Will walked away, toward the field, Katz on his heels.  "I needed a new car."

"So you bought the cannibal car?"

-----

You asked for it: the one where Hannibal is a murderous self-driving car.

What you can expect: what it says on the tin. Quite funny, especially with the element of magical realism meaning Hanni-car is sentient. The Hannigram is more vaguely implied than an actual thing, owing, probably, to the fact that Hannibal is, well, a car.

adapt, evolve, become. by peupeugunn (Alex Rider, Gen, 3k, Not Rated)

“This is how you get out. You're slowly moving towards a desk job.” A pause, then, “you know, most people do it the other way around.” Alex chuckles softly and and shuffles towards him to lean against his shoulder, burrowing into the crook of his neck. Ben’s arm winds around him, shields him from the world, a solid weight on his back. “You're going to miss the adrenaline rushes, kid.” There's something almost sad in his voice. Alex doesn't want to understand why. Down that road lies madness. 

What you can expect: a character study, in a bit of a roundabout way.

A Sharp Dressed Man by Avelera (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 12k, Teen and Up)

Hermann's latest book needs an author photo. However, when he's given a makeover and a suit that actually fits for the photo shoot, his appearance is so transformed that Newt mistakes him for his (much hotter) older brother, Dietrich.

Hermann decides to play along.

What you can expect: gods this fic is so good. It’s the first Newmann fic I ever read, and I’ve reread it a good six times since 2018. I would say more, but I think the fic speaks for itself.

Gestures by Actually_Crowley (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 7k, Teen and Up)

Newton finds out what Hermann does with his rare free time, but the discovery leads him to believe that Hermann honestly and unequivocally hates him. 

What you can expect: the rituals are fucking intricate. I love this fic so so so much. And the eventual reveal/confession...scream.

Fate’s Horrifying Ways (also known as: CHRISTMAS GODZILLA) by linearoundmythoughts (Pacific Rim, Newton Geislzer/Hermann Gottlieb, 4k, Teen and Up)

Your name is Newton Geiszler and you’re going to have to break things off with your sort-of online boyfriend because you’re cheating on him. Sort of. [AKA the most dramatic summary of a humorous crackfic ever ok]

Originally written for the Pacrim Secret Santa back in 2014.

What you can expect: first off, it’s not second person, I promise. It is, though, really fucking funny, owing to the misunderstandings that ensue. There’s much pining, some angsting, and, of course, humour.

Letters From Berlin by spenshi (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 12k, Teen and Up)

Newton keeps in touch with his family when he's shipped off to the Shatterdome. Jacob and Illia send care packages to the K-Science Lab. 

What you can expect: Geiszler-family feels. A lot of them. Also, Newt and Hermann slowly growing closer to until they can finally admit they’re into each other.

Wishbone by cypress_tree (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 8k, Teen and Up)

Hermann doesn't have anywhere to go for Thanksgiving, so Newt invites him over for food, family, and a little bit of flirting.  Just a warm, fuzzy college AU to get you through the holidays. 

What you can expect: fluff, softness, general feel-good fic. It’s really good, and it has Geiszler-family feels. Reading this fic is a bit like drinking hot cocoa on a cold day.

next days by catbeans (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 5k, Teen and Up)

Hermann had never felt an ache quite like this one, and he had felt plenty. He had been running on adrenaline first, and then on the necessity to keep running, pain and bone-deep exhaustion falling to such a low priority that he couldn't even consider it one anymore, and then it had stopped.

(the 18 hour nap date these guys deserve)

What you can expect: Newt and Hermann cuddling. A lot. That’s really it, that’s the fic. It’s 100% indulgent and I love it for that.

Tebori by SkysongMA (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 7k, Not Rated)

Newt squints. "It's really not a sex thing? 'Cause I'm not opposed to it being a sex thing, mind you. I just don't want to come in the lab tomorrow and not get to throw things at your stupid face."

Hermann lets out an endless, long-suffering sigh. "It's really not a sex thing, Newton, honestly. We hate each other. That's worked out very well for us so far, and it will continue to work out for us in the future." He doesn't mention that they haven't always hated each other and that, at one point in their long relationship, showing up unannounced at Newton's door for the purpose of sexual favors would not have been so far out of the realm of possibility. Had been, in fact, one of those things Hermann had considered late at night long ago, when he couldn't go a week without a fat envelope in the mail full of Newt's ramblings.

But that was quite some time ago, and he means it. They each get more work done than they would ever have separately, even if only because they like to rub their progress in the other's face.

Anyway, admitting anything different would just give Newt ammunition

What you can expect: Newt gives Hermann a tattoo. There’s a lot of feels.

Newt Inherits a Bar by orphan (Pacific Rim and It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 11k, Not Rated)

The scary part is the bar looks exactly like Newt remembers.

What you can expect: you’ll probably tear up a bit. This one hits pretty hard, honestly, but it’s so, so, so good.

First a Darling, Then a Marvel by isozyme (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 20k, Mature)

Newt runs a simulation given three constraints:

1: Newt wants to clone a kaiju 2: Hermann does not want Newt to clone a kaiju 3: Newt is going to clone a kaiju anyway

What you can expect: a lot of sciencing, a lot of feels, and two repressed idiots. There’s like, a paragraph or two of smut but it’s pretty clear when it’s going to happen so it’s easy to skip, which is great. The tl;dr of this fic is Newt clones some kaiju, Hermann reminds him how fucking horrible of an idea that is, and everything more or less works out in the end.

Tea and Sympathy by osprey_archer (Torchwood, Owen Harper/Ianto Jones, 13k, Teen and Up)

Soon after Jack's disappearance, Owen takes sick. Ianto goes to check on him.

What you can expect: crabby doctors, put-upon Welshmen, and a fuckton of emotions that everyone is trying to ignore. Not particularly happy, but then, when is Torchwood ever? It’s good while it lasts, though.

Pareidolia by hal_incandenza (Pacific Rim and The Black Tapes Podcast, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 102k, Mature)

It starts as a profile of paranormal investigator and professional skeptic Dr. Hermann Gottlieb. But it seems the further journalist Newt Geiszler delves into his cases, the more mysterious Dr. Gottlieb becomes. What is he hiding? What is he looking for? What is the truth? What is the difference between a journalist's idea of truth, and a scientist's?

Seeing is not believing. Believing is believing.

What you can expect: suspense, mystery, horror, pining, and apocalypse cults, with a dash of an ambiguous ending. I love this fic so much. I literally would stop what I was doing to read it when I got an alert that there was an update when it was still a work in progress.

Meet Me There Across The Water, And We’ll Start An Endless Storm by Skepticamoeba (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 35k, Teen and Up)

Hermann, an honorably discharged veteran has retired to continue working as a Keeper at a Lighthouse. It is perfectly solitary, and with little in the way for incidents. Newton is the sailor that washes up on the seashore after a summer storm.

[Late 19th century Lighthouse Keeper AU--or the one where Hermann was an aspiring artist whose dreams got a bit derailed, and Newt is the sailor that needs to learn to take his time with things.]

What you can expect: the pining........the intricate rituals............the denial.........*chef’s kiss*

and I couldn’t whisper when you needed it shouted by Lvslie (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 24k, Teen and Up)

He still smells like Newt; bears traces of his recent nearness. Clothes sleep-wrinkled from the proximity, from the way Newt’s ankle has during the night hooked around the calf of Hermann’s good leg and dragged his whole body seamlessly closer. Cheek half-flushed from the face unconsciously nuzzled his into the side of Hermann’s neck—evidence of his presence, fast asleep, as Hermann lay still and fretful for hours an end, staring at the ceiling and feeling sick with wanting.

[An early 20th century AU inspired loosely by Maurice and Age of Innocence.]

What you can expect: wistfulness, pining, repression, denial, lots of feelings. You’ll probably tear up. There’s an achingly happy ending for both of them. This is one of the fics I want a hard copy of so I can mark it up because, fuck, I love it so much.

leave the car running by Macremae (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 1k, Teen and Up)

It is clear that, after everything, Newt doesn't like to be touched. 

What you can expect: touch starvation, mutual pining, Newt finally getting the human contact he deserves. I wrote my own version of this since it was initially a prompt, but quite frankly, I like Newton’s version better because it hits.

The Man Who Invented Sherlock Holmes by Calais_Reno (Sherlock Holmes - Arthur Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, 15k, Teen and Up)

John Watson, struggling young doctor, doomed to live an ordinary life, dreams of writing detective fiction. If he can just figure out his hero's name, the story will practically write itself.

What you can expect: Watson sort of, kind of, maybe invents a man into being. Oops. I haven’t read this one in a while but I remember it being quite a lot of fun. There’s elements of what I would say is probably magical realism, but it’s never quite clear.

Newton Isn’t Dead by Macremae (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb and Vanessa Gottlieb/Karla Gottlieb, 32k, Mature)

Newton Geiszler is currently being possessed by a genocidal alien race known as the Precursors. They’ve taken over his body, leaving him a prisoner in his own mind. However, Newt has a totally awesome plan. He’s going to make a deal with them: let him prove that Earth is worth saving, and if he can’t do that, they can have his body. But convincing a hivemind full of mega-colonizers that one blue planet can be wonderful isn’t going to be easy. He’s going to need the help of his kind-of-ex Hermann, his best friend Vanessa, and one awesome Footloose remake to pull this off.

So, naturally, they go on a road trip.

What you can expect: pining, world-saving, eventual confessions and happy endings. I had the great honour of reading the chapters before they were published, and this fic is one of my top five favourite fics. There were multiple points where I yelled, both literally (quietly) and through text (slightly less quietly).

it takes time, but time moves slow by prettydizzeed (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 2k, Teen and Up)

Hermann conducts a cost-benefit analysis every class period of sitting in the back of the lecture hall versus walking down the stairs to the front. He wishes he had hard data for this, to get some actual statistics, and perhaps after a while, if he records his pain level and his ability to read the board and pay attention after each class, he will be able to predict the outcomes given either choice on a particular day.

Two curves, traveling in opposite directions, inversely proportional: pain goes up, concentration goes down. It’s comforting, somewhat, to make it a numbers game. Impersonal. Absolute. Not a tragedy, and not his doing, only his to interpret, a smudged scrawl across his left knee in an unfamiliar handwriting, his to analyze, to decrypt.

What you can expect: the fic may only be 2k, but it will leave you feeling like you were punched. It’s fantastic.

I Could Be Jew-ish For You by Macremae (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 10k, Teen and Up)

When Hermann agrees to spend Chanukah with his family in an attempt to wheedle some desperately-needed funding out of his father, Newt insists that he shouldn’t face Lars alone and tags along as his “emotional support family rage distraction”. What they fail to realize are two things: 1. When Hermann brings Newt with him to the festivities, assumptions will be made, and 2. Newt may be half-Jewish, but he sure wasn’t raised as one. 

What to expect: fake dating fake dating fake dating— (can you tell I have a favourite trope?) In which Newt is Jew-ish, Hermann is both exasperated and pining, Lars is disliked, and we all get the Jewish romcom we deserve.

It Was Love At Second Sight by rednights (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 35k, Teen and Up)

Hermann receives the first letter when he is eighteen years old.

or: Kaiju don't attack the Earth, but Hermann and Newt still write letters, botch their first meeting, and fall in love, not necessarily in that order.

What you can expect: feels. So many fucking feels. There’s no kaiju but that doesn’t mean you won’t be on the edge of your seat.

hello my old heart by firebirdsuite (The Magnus Archives, Martin Blackwood/Jonathan Sims, 15k, Teen and Up)

Peter’s wrong, of course. When it’s all over, Martin does still want to tell Jon everything. It’s just—well, there’s a few things they need to work through first before they can get there.

Martin and Jon find each other again in Scotland.

What you can expect: tenderness, domesticity, and love. The perfect trifecta.

the truth about me (and the truth about me) by danimagus (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 11k, Teen and Up)

Newton suffers from a bout of memory loss and is told Hermann is his fiancé.

Hermann plays along, to his endless shame.

What you can expect: two words: fake dating. Gods, I love this fic, as Mary can attest from how I unceremoniously started screaming at her about it in her tumblr messages the day of/after it was published. This fic is great because it subverts the trope a bit, and thus avoids issues of consent that may otherwise have occured.

speak right to my heart without saying a word by thekaidonovskys (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 13k, General Audiences)

“Your eyes. Your expression. Your smile. I’ve worked with you for ten years, Hermann, and words have never been our primary method of communication.” 

What you can expect: to be knocked the fuck out emotionally. This one hits pretty hard, and that’s what makes it so good.

Transducer by hal_incandenza (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 85k, Teen and Up)

“I need you to hide something for me.”

“Oh, excellent. Of course, Newton, please allow me to jeopardize my career. And yours as well. My pleasure. Do go on.”

“Yeesh, relax,” said Newton. “It’s a personal thing, not a work thing.”

“As if there is any division between the two,” Hermann snapped.

If only you knew, Newt thought.

What you can expect: intruigue, alien tech, light espionage. This fic will have your little nerd heart beating double-time. It’s very very good.

A Really Private Person by astolat (Person of Interest, Harold Finch/John Reese, 18k, Mature)

The end of the world started on a Wednesday in March. 

What you can expect: badassery on Finch’s part. One of the few fics I have bookmarked for this fandom, and it’s bookmarked for good reason.

Party For Two by ProblemWithTrouble (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 18k, General Audiences)

 “My mother’s parents have a home in the Black Forest that has a guest house. They’ve often allowed me to stay there when I could spare the time.” Hermann looked distant as if he were remembering something; the warmth of a fire and a nice book and the smell of freshly made tea. “It will be quiet, and possibly too boring for you-”

 “It won’t be. I could use some quiet after the decade we’ve had. I could actually compile my research. And sleep. It sounds amazing.”

After the world doesn't end Newt and Hermann take a vacation together to live in a cabin and finally relax, as friends. Cue the pining, the longing, and the living together as best friends.

What you can expect: a fic that will wrap you up like a warm blanket. Mutual pining, vacationing together in a cabin, lots of feels—what more can you want?

Dream Drifting by MooseLane (Pacific Rim and Inception, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 5k, General Audiences)

"You're running an extraction on that spastic PPDC biologist, is what I hear." Chau fixes him with a side-eye. "I know I wouldn't want to go poking around in that little bastard's head."

(There are not enough Inception x Pacific Rim crossover fics, so I decided to change that.)

What you can expect: Inception meets Pacific Rim. There’s no other way to say it, really.

I’ve Got Nothing To Do Today But Smile (The Only Living Boy In New York) by gyzym (Inception, Arthur/Eames, 19k, Teen and Up)

Arthur's a corporate lawyer, Eames owns the coffee shop across the street, and all good love stories start with a quadruple shot latte. 

What to expect: Arthur is stressed, Eames runs a coffee shop, and, through the power of friendship and a lot of stress-baking, everything works out happily for our intrepid protagonist.

Kalimat/كلمات  by rainbowagnes (The Old Guard, Yusuf Al-Kaysani/Nicolò di Genova, 3k, Teen and Up)

Yusuf translates medical texts for Niccolò from Greek and Persian into Arabic, and Niccolò spots the substratum of the ideas of the classical authors that he had once believed the basis of his own civilisation that he would go to the sword to defend, translated and passed down and sewn into a no longer foreign script. There are words Yusuf does not know how to translate. They will never, ever know all of the words. The prospect is thrilling. --- It takes Niccolò lifetimes to learn Arabic. 

What you can expect: if you, like me, are, especially natively, multilingual, this might hit the sweet spot of Language Feels. It did for me. Also, Joe calling Nicky hayati? Yeah.

i never liked that ending either by Macremae (Pacific Rim, Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, 15k, Mature)

You want a better story. Who wouldn’t?    - Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out

Once upon a time Dr. Flick Tucker, K-Sci head of Biology, fought a bunch of highly scientific dragons to save the world. Then, they took over her life. It didn’t end well.

Once upon our time Dr. Newt Geiszler, marine biologist, sci-fi aficionado, and accidental discoverer of dimensional travel, got a chance to take her place. He has a couple of ideas.

In which Uprising is still a bad movie, musings on the nature of choice and personal autonomy are made, and somewhere, probably, a coin is showing heads every time.

What you can expect: everything’s fine this is a perfectly normal fic come here i want to cause you as much emotional damage as I can

Not Allowed by acedott (BBC Merlin, Gwen/Morgana, 1k, General Audiences)

Gwen has been dealing with self-imposed touch starvation since she was a child. Morgana sets out to challenge this. 

What you can expect: gays. Pining. Touch starvation. Need I say more?

Rocky Horror Pancake Show by ChuckleVoodoos (Daredevil, Matt Murdock/Franklin “Foggy” Nelson, 19k, Teen and Up)

Foggy falls asleep at exactly 12:00 AM, and he’s making a wish. He wakes up at 12:00 AM too—twenty-four hours before he fell asleep.

"Let's do the time warp again!"

What you can expect: Ground-hog Day style time-loop, lots of fluff, and a happy ending.

Ain’t No Nancy Kerrigan by cleverqueen (DC’s Legends of Tomorrow, Leonard Snart/Mick Rory, 13k, Teen and Up)

It's 1994, and young Lisa Snart's jumps aren't strong enough for an Olympic singles skater. Thankfully, her older brother has an athletic friend who can match her in pairs.

Mick Rory is hopelessly in love with Leonard Snart, though he'd never say anything about it, so he jumps at a chance to do Len's little sister a favor. If he's patient and works hard, maybe he'll even get to skate with her older brother.

What you can expect: pining, ice-skating, and general goodness. It’s fun, it’s funny, and it has a happy ending.

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Hannigram Oneshot—Hide and Seek Europe Edition

Warnings: slight angst, tiny bit of fluff, some fancy metaphors, implied sexy time at the very end of the chapter (but you see none of it, basically nonexistent)

Will sighed, slumping onto the bed of the hotel room, the TV playing in the background of the half lit room, the lamps on either side of the bed atop two nightstands glowing in a golden light. Will sighed again, pinching the skin between his brows and looking at the TV under half-lidded eyes. Half listening, but lost in thought, thinking back to the events of that afternoon.

“I forgive you...”

In the catacombs, chasing after a serial killer- no... his... friend... Will wasn’t even sure if he was there, just a hunch. If he wasn’t there, then that Detective could think he was a lunatic like all the rest. For good reason too. But if he was there....

“-Il Mostro has struck again. After almost a decade of peace, the monster who was the bane of Europe has come back with another murder, but in the form of a heart. The police are still investigating this issue but there hasn’t been much word of late...”

Will deadpanned at the TV, the news knocking him from his thoughts as another pang of pain resounded in his head. He groaned.

These headaches are gonna be the death of me.

Will stood up shakily and headed to his luggage in the corner, barely unpacked as he searched for his aspirin. From the time his journey overseas started to this very moment, digging through a poorly packed luggage for painkillers, Will had gotten a maximum of three hours of sleep. The only thing keeping him going was copious amounts of coffee and his persistence to find the one who ran away after stabbing him. Oh, and his spunky sniper sidekick who pushed him off a train. That didn’t help his lack of sleep at all.

Finally locating the pills he sat himself down on the carpet, about to dry swallow about five of the fuckers when he noticed a glass of whiskey, poured neatly on the nightstand.

Huh, guess I poured it and forgot.

He stood, knees a bit wobbly as he walked towards the bed sitting down on the side where the whiskey glass and bottle was. Ignoring the glass, Will took the bottle, tossed the aspirins in back and took a swig, and maybe another. He relented, putting the bottle down on the nightstand and flopping down on his bed.

Dusk was approaching. A beautiful sunset appearing off the high rise of the city he currently resided in, the thin curtains flowing carelessly from the open patio doors, a warm breeze blowing in.

Will knew he was in enemy territory. This city, this whole country, Italy, it was threatened by the very notion that Il Mostro had come back, that Hannibal had returned for seconds. But strangely, in this moment, with a warm breeze on his face, the quiet flutters of the see through curtains and the drowning of the TV was all so comforting. Something Will hadn’t experienced since... since Hannibal.

It wasn’t so much the fact that Will had been gutted, that was something he could forgive. Wounds heal after all. But the fact that he fled—Will didn’t want to admit it, but he wished that Hannibal left when he called him, right then and there... but he didn’t. Wounds heal but scars remain... And Abigail... Abigail stayed dead.

Will’s lip twitched. With one hand, he covered his eyes and clamped the other over his mouth. The blood wasn’t something he could ever erase from his mind. He went through the same trauma not once, not twice, but thrice and to think that he was still chasing.

Molten hot lava bubbled under his face, the undealt anger and frustration that he pushed down boiling over. But the more he thought about it, the more he thought he could’ve done something. He could have... The lava spilled over. It overflowed in the form of hot liquid that ran down his flushed cheeks and through the cracks of his fingers.

“Why did you do that Hannibal?” His voice was raw, it cracked with overbearing pain.

“...”

“Why did you have to kill Abigail?” Will muttered each word, getting slightly weaker as he reached the end of his question, not bothering to look up. He had long since felt the presence of the man since he crossed the small hallway that blocked his view of the patio, whose doors weren’t open yet. The whiskey, the curtains, everything was laid out perfectly, he knew the signs but chose to ignore them. Hannibal wanted Will to know he was there, it was so blatantly obvious that it didn’t seem like there was a plan at all. But there always was.

Silence.

Will sat up abruptly and stared at the man clad in a black turtleneck and cargo pants, his black boots spotless, so no tracks could be traced in case... Hannibal didn’t answer, he just looked off into the distant city of Florence.

The tears slowly dried from his eyes, his hands making no movement to dry them faster as he looked at the man unblinkingly. Hannibal finally looked back at Will, an unreadable expression on his face except for the small pang of regret in his eyes, so small that one would have never noticed, that is if they weren’t Will Graham they wouldn’t have.

“I thought you weren’t fond of eye contact,” Hannibal said softly.

“I think I’ve seen too much, that’s for sure, but I’ve never seen enough of you it seems,” Will said his gaze still fixed on the lean man before him. His silver hair combed, not a single hair out of place with the aid of a very firm hair gel. His hands were loosely folded on his lap, his eyes soft, but devoid of emotion now that he knew that he was being analyzed by ‘the keenest hound ever to run in Crawford’s pack.’ But he reveled in it. He did, every time before now, at every crime scene, at every session—it was there and so was the rush. But the keenest hound in Crawford’s pack?

I might have to change that soon... Hannibal thought as he slowly drew his hand up to lean his head against.

“How have you been Will?”

Will was dumbfounded. There was a pause, before a chuckle started that didn’t end until Will noticed that Hannibal’s lips were slightly pointed down, “How... hm, how am I?” Will asked, composing himself poorly, a smile playing at his lips, but dangerous venom waiting behind it for Hannibal to say something that even remotely triggered Will to clap back, “I think the more important question is how are you?” Wills smile dropped immediately, “How have you been doing Dr. Lecter.” The question now more of a statement.

“..... I’ve been doing alright...”

“Oh I’m sure you are, no problems with finding your special meat, or sleeping at night, or being in a medically induced coma for three months,” Will said with a thick layer of saccharine sweetness in his voice.

Hannibal opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it.

“So how. Have. You. Been. Hannibal,” Will repeated, each word with a pause in between. Hannibal pursed his lips for a moment, keeping steady eye contact on Will’s bloodshot eyes. There was a pause before he straightened himself and sat up, folding his hands while keeping his gaze trained on a stain in the carpet.

Another moment passed and he looked up finally, got up from the chair and approached Will until he was directly in front of the brunette’s seemingly small figure on the bed.

To Will’s surprise, Hannibal bent down to Will’s level and sat on his knees, “I missed you,” he said and took Will’s hands in his. Will looked down, noticing that his hands were shaking.

He quickly pushed his hands away and flopped back onto the bed, covering his face, “Fucking hell,” he whispered. The bed creaked as another weight was added. He peeked through a slit between his fingers to find Hannibal sitting on the bed as well. Will could see his broad back, and with him being hunched over a little, you could see his muscles under the dark fabric, how strong he was, but not overtly muscular.

Will slowly raised himself into a reclining position, not yet on Hannibals eye level and just stared at his back. Who the fuck was he kidding, he needed Hannibal like how a fish needs water to live. He needed Hannibal to live, and at that moment, he thought: Fuck it.

Hannibal was startled when he found two arms around his torso, warmth against his back, a muffled voice saying, “I missed you too.”

At that point, Hannibal really couldn’t help himself, a soft smile broke out on his face as he looked down at the arms wrapped tightly around his stomach. Gently, he priced them off and turned himself to see Will lying on the pillow behind him, bright blue eyes glassy again. He grabbed Will’s torso and pulled him in for a tight hug.

“I never regretted anything in my life. But the moment I met you, everything I did gave me second thoughts, and the things I did on a whim, especially if it involved you, I regretted, at least a little. Taking Abigail from you was one of my biggest mistakes.” Hannibal said into Will’s shoulder before pulling away, but not letting go of the dark haired man.

“What was your biggest?” Will asked his voice hoarse.

“Leaving you to pick up the pieces,” Hannibal said with such a look of regret that Will had never seen before, “And for that, I am sorry... So very sorry mylimasis...” Hannibal lowered his head against Will’s chest, “How you could ever forgive me I do not know, and I don’t expect you to either.”

“Shut up you idiot,” Will said as he lifted Hannibals face up to his to find a single tear had found its way down to his chin, “I already told you, yesterday, in the church, down in the caves... I forgive you.”

Hannibal looked at Will, “You don’t believe in God.”

“I believe in you,” Will said, his deep blue eyes crinkling at the edges as small, but genuine smile was cracked, “Isn’t that enough?”

Hannibal looked at Will, longing in his eyes before he pushed Will down onto the bed and gave him a tender kiss, “You’re more than enough for me mano meile, always.”

Will laughed a bit, “I sure hope so,” He threaded his fingers through Hannibal’s hair, breaking through the hair gel like straw cracking until his hair was soft and silky again, “But if you ever run off to some place halfway across the world again,” Will said pulling Hannibal’s face towards his, “Mark my words, I will find you, and you won’t be running off anywhere anytime soon.”

Hannibal chuckled, “I would never leave you Will, who in their right mind would?” Hannibal asked his eyes crinkled and an adorable grin on his face as he pressed Will closer to him.

The two sighed. Night settling in. A small while passed, the two eventually moved into a more comfortable position, side by side holding each other, listening to the night as a now cool breeze blew over them.

“Folie a deux.” Will whispered.

“Madness shared by two.” Hannibal finished.

Will turned to look at Hannibal, “I wouldn’t want to share madness with anyone but you.”

Hannibal didn’t say anything, but a small smirk appeared on his face, “Mylimasis,” he said before he rolled on top of Will and leaned in for another kiss.

And all I’ll tell you is, is that they had a very eventful night.

The End.

[jeffreycombs]

fave hannigram fics bro show the links 🧘‍♀️

these all ended up being explicit sorry i’m like this, but i picked the ones in my bookmarks i love with all my heart, and are not just plotless porn so you can’t be disappointed with me (in no particular order)

spider by YouAreMyDesign

this is my ideal situation for how will and hannibal murder people together. i’d love for will to be just as into it as hannibal, and this fic really shows that haha

Ratline by htebazytook

love me a good, long, post-s3 “how did they escape together and fall into bed together” fic. this serves my needs well. 

Earth, Blood, Musk by jonnimir

this is an interesting view on how they end up having sex after everything; it’s much different than most fics of them getting together, unique, and very well written to make it believable

We Both Go Down Together by teacupsandtime

very soft exploration of their feelings and stuff post s3 and i’m a sucker for that always, alright? i know i’m a big marshmallow pillow

Gotterdammerung by Chifuyu

i think maybe my favorite on this list? not too much angst, not too much fluff, and long enough for a good sit down. and it’s satisfying as hell without feeling unreleastic to their relationship. more post s3 domestic murder bullshit, love it

Panas tou Thanatou by RageSloth

okay this is much different than any of these, and anyone who knows me well knows i HATE AUs for fan fiction, but this is an AU and it’s got nothing to do with the show, but its SO good i was so enveloped in this, and the subject matter is something i’d usually stay far away from but i really like it pls don’t judge me 

[vulpesmellifera]

Fic Offerings of 2019

Ahhhh!!! I can’t believe the end of 2019 is here!

My goal at the beginning of 2019? Post six short stories and start posting one long fic. Instead, I posted 15 stories of varying length, and wrote the long fic, (two long fics, in fact), but it needs some attention I wasn’t really willing to give it in 2019.

And I’m okay with that. 

I expected to write Mystrade, and I ended up writing that plus Sherstrade, Johnlock, and Hannigram. 

Mystrade: The Longer Fics

The Tenth Muse - Two parts comprise this work, with 27,605 words between them. Mycroft sees things other people can’t. Lights, spectres, shades, demons, phantasms, and creatures that no one else can see. Voices no one else can hear. Colours eddying around people’s bodies, visible only to his eyes. It isn't deduction for Mycroft; it's a living nightmare that leads to self-imposed isolation. When Sherlock "dies," Mycroft finds himself reaching out for a golden slice of happiness, just one person to call his own in a landscape of horrors.

(On a lark, an absolute lark, I tell you, I wrote The Tenth Muse. In no way did I expect the reception it got, and I thank every one of you who read it, and left a kudos or a comment, from the bottom of my heart.) 

Craquelure - Two parts, 44,172 words. Part 1, To Capture Light, was actually posted in December of 2018. Part 2, Shaping the Negative, was posted this year, and takes up soon after where the first part left off. Mycroft Holmes had everything in hand: a powerful position in civil service to the Crown with the ability to affect politics across the globe, an impeccable taste in modern luxuries, and an iron-clad philosophy on life and how one should live it. He didn't expect it to shatter around him in a series of events facilitated by his siblings.This is the story of his rebirth.

(The reception to this one also included personal family stories from readers, and I treasure every one of you, particularly those among us who have suffered toxic family relationships, and have found our way out or above them. Part 3, The Hue of Loss, planned for 2020!)

Mystrade: The Shorter Fics

Woes of the Pharynx - Sickfic. Fluff. Humor. 844 words. The British Government felled by a cold. Oh, who could possibly take care of him?

The Petal Painter - Part of the #MystradeStoryTime series. Each part stands alone. 1,897 words. Gregorios is the beloved son of the Grain Goddess, safe and treasured inside her gardens. One day, he meets an alluring stranger dressed in black.

Marry Me - Part of the #MystradeStoryTime series. Each part stands alone. 1,684 words. Mycroft doesn't care for marriage; it's a vestigial organ on a modern society. Greg cares about marriage. Yet, he's never brought it up with Mycroft. That begins to chafe at the civil servant.

Sun-Bleached - Part of The Songs of Solomon series. Each part stands alone. 2,154 words. Sherlock would find curious things: the dried exoskeletons of crustaceans, hollowed out shells of mollusks, and one time, the sun-bleached bones of a little bird that usually nested along rivers. Alcedo atthis, the common kingfisher. That image never quite left my mind. Sherlock’s face like a bright beacon on an overcast day, the skeletonized remains of a bird that waved with his movements, held between two fingers. This is how I want Greg Lestrade: pinched between two fingers, a flag in the breeze, unshielded from the elements of me.

With Appetite - Part 2 of Imperfections Can Be Loved. Can stand alone. 2,937 words. Sometimes when he thinks of that fat little boy, he is reminded of the monster Charybdis. She was a fleshy thing with a gargantuan maw who was chained to the rocks on one side of a strait. She waited for passing ships, sucking down her prey in a voracious whirlpool before her neighbour Scylla snatched up too many of the sailors. He doesn’t have to wonder what it is, to be a despised thing that aches with appetite. Mycroft Holmes is a proud man, particularly when it comes to his work and his massive intellect. But for his new fiance, he thinks he can do better in terms of appearances.

Night of the Grey Mare - Christmas Fic with a touch of horror. 8,606 words. Every Christmas Eve, Mycroft visits the Watson-Holmes family to deliver a story to his precious niece, and share in a little of the mulled wine. This year, Rosie wants to hear something scary. Mycroft tells her a frightening tale of The Christmas Witch, and then takes his leave before Sherlock and John can enact their usual routine to make him feel unwelcome.The way home is fraught with unforeseen events and Mycroft soon finds himself in his own frightening tale of horror. Or does he?

Pillow Fights - Humorous ficlet. 821 words. Mycroft returns home early from a business trip to surprise Greg. Greg isn't the only one who gets surprised.

Pillow Fights, Redux - A different take, still a humorous ficlet. 952 words. Greg gets back early from a conference, to find Mycroft pining in a way he would never have thought.

Sherstrade 

[Deleted] - 10,400 words. Greg Lestrade and John Watson awake to find themselves locked in an unfinished basement. While they are well acquainted with one another, the two men aren't friends. But, the darkness has ways of bringing people closer together. Meanwhile, Sherlock and Sally must work together to solve the case of a missing John Watson.They're running out of time.

Johnlock 

Haunted -  Horror Fic. 22,369 words. Plagued by the past, John moves himself and his daughter to a new flat for a fresh start - and it's not 221B Baker Street. While he grapples with new knowledge and old guilt, he's confronted with odd neighbors and strange noises in the night. But is it the new flat, or is John Watson losing his grip on reality?

The Stars Upon Your Back - Part 1 of Imperfections Can Be Loved. 1,735 words. Sherlock prefers shadows to sunlight, his coat collar popped and his scarf wrapped about his neck like a hug. He wears bespoke because he’s trim, but he prefers to feel covered, and wears the dressing gown more often than not. The first time John Watson kisses him, he’s stricken. Sherlock Holmes is painfully aware of his ugly parts and his failures when it comes to John Watson.

Hannigram

Leftovers - Post-Canon Domestic Fluff. Basically, this is my headcanon for what Hannibal does with his leftovers. 1,311 words.  Will discovers that Hannibal has a soft spot for one other kind of creature in his life.

Aaaaannnnddd that’s all she wrote, folks! (Well, not all...but everything that got posted!) A Happy New Year to everyone! <3

Cheers,

Vulpes

[hannigram-a-b-o-library]

SummertimeSlick Round Up Post!

We hope you all had a fab time with SummertimeSlick! We've loved seeing the contributions coming in and enjoying all the creativity!

Don't forget to check out our other events coming this year!

Until then - enjoy all of the wonderful SummertimeSlick works.

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Hannigram - Alpha Hannibal/Omega Will

Touch by raiast Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter // Selected Tags: Omega Verse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, S1 AU (ish), Alpha Hannibal Lecter, Omega Will Graham, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mating Bites, Soul Bond, True Mates, Mildly Dubious Consent, Lucid Heat, Gangbang/Multiple Partners, unprotected sex, semi-graphic depictions of violence, Hannibal is Hannibal, Will does NOT have encephalitis, Knotting Summary: From the kinkmeme prompt: "Going into an intense heat, Will volunteers to be shared and passed around by a group of Alphas. Hannibal finds out. Does he stop it from even happening? Sneak in and sign in to join the group?" What happens when an Omega with a voyeurism kink signs up for a Public Heat and his possessive Alpha psychiatrist applies for a volunteer position? Hint: lots of knotting, lots of come, and maybe, just maybe, a little bit of bloodshed. Language: English Words: 10,902 Chapters: 1/1

A Common Point of Interest by rodabonor Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter // Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Phone Sex, Sex Toys, Double Anal Penetration, Omega Will Graham, Alpha Hannibal Lecter, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Hannibal (TV) Season/Series 01, ""Therapy"", pillow humping Summary: “I keep thinking about you coming here. We both pretend it’s a lack of self-restraint that drives you, but it would take far more than what we’ve done to genuinely make it snap. But we still enjoy the idea. Or I do. Do you?” “An alpha out of control,” Hannibal muses. “It’s not how I prefer to see myself, but it wouldn’t be the first time you make me reevaluate my preferences.” When Hannibal finds out Will is going to be alone during his heat, he offers phone counselling to lessen the strain of spending it without an alpha. Will takes him up on the offer. It leads to more than therapy over the phone. Language: English Words: 10,210 Chapters: 1/1

Hannigram - Alpha Hannibal/Omega Will - AUs

Turning Page by raiast for exarite Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter // Selected Tags: Underage, Omega Verse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Bonding, Underage (Will is 16), Omega Will, Alpha Hannibal, first heat, slight praise kink, Daddy Kink Lite, Knotting, overtones of incest (not biologically related), Hannibal Lecter is Not a Cannibal Summary: From a prompt in kinkmeme: 'It's biologically impossible for Alpha parents to be affected by their Omega children's Heats. When Will presents while alone with his father, Hannibal realizes two things. 1) Bedelia cheated on him, and 2) he can claim Will for himself.' Language: English Words: 15,958 Chapters: 3/3

Scented by vix_spes Teen & Up // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter // Selected Tags: Alternate Universe - Age of Sail, Intersex, Scenting, Mpreg, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, elements of Black Sails, Alternate Universe - Regency, Alternate Universe - Pirate, True Mates Summary: Will Graham is hiding a secret from his mate. Given that said mate is the infamous Pirate Captain Hannibal 'the Cannibal' Lecter - and a former surgeon -, Will is expecting him to cotton on sooner rather than later. Series: Part 3 of All At Sea Language: English Words: 1,675 Chapters: 1/?

Decisions, Decisions by FhimeChan Gen // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter // Selected Tags: Fluff and Crack, Accidental Bonding, Mating Bites, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Undefined Genders Summary: Yet another accidental bonding. Language: English Words: 671 Chapters: 1/1

Pagan of the Good Times by BelladonnaWyck Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter // Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Hannibal Lecter, Omega Will Graham, Alternate Universe - Escorts, Public Sex, Hannibal Lecter is a Cannibal, Strangers to Lovers, With a bit of enemies to lovers, Sex Worker Will Graham, Sex Worker Hannibal Lecter, Kidnapping, Some angst, with a happy ending, Impact Play, Aftercare, BDSM, Caning Summary: Hannibal Lecter has been alive for several hundred years and has never met anyone quite like Will Graham. *** Or the fic where Hannibal and Will work at a Sex Ranch together until Hannibal Pretentious Lecter decides to open a fancy HellFire Club. There is a whole mess of stuff that will happen in this fic and I will make sure to update chapter notes as needed! Language: English Words: 1,503 Chapters: 1/?

The Stray by TigerPrawn Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter // Selected Tags: Inspired by Lady and the Tramp (1955), Lady & The Tramp AU, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Animal Ears, Alpha Will Graham, Omega Hannibal Lecter, Canis Sapiens, Alternative Evolution, (Lady & The Tramp meets Planet Of The Apes), Cattus Sapiens, Arranged Breeding, Past Abuse, Past Neglect, Getting to Know Each Other, Sharing a Bed, Mental Health Issues, (MH of minor characters), inexperienced Hannibal, Loss of Virginity, Knot Denial, Alternate History, Falling In Love, incarceration, Escape, Cruelty, Rescue, Disappointment, (humans suck), Kidnapping, (but like... a good kidnapping), Mating Cycles/In Heat, Bonding, Knotting, Mpreg, Happy Ending Summary: When Will meets pampered pet Hannibal whilst he is scrounging for scraps, he has no idea that their lives will become so completely entwined and that it will change both of their realities. Series: Part 62 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn and Part 25 of Tiger's Hannigram AU fics Language: English Words: 20,573 Chapters: 3/3

Trope: Shipwrecked (Hannigram AU) by TigerPrawn Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter // Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alternate Universe - Shipwrecked, Alternate Universe - Historical, Mistaken Identity (Kinda), Mistaken Dynamics, Tension, Strangers to Lovers, Service Alpha, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Knotting, Developing Friendships, Getting to Know Each Other, Happy Ending Summary: When a nobleman washes ashore on the island Will has lived alone for many years it is not an ideal situation. Especially when it comes to heats... Series: Part 30 of Trope Trope: Exploring fic tropes in an Omegaverse setting, Part 73 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn and Part 48 of Tiger's Hannigram AU fics Language: English Words: 5,088 Chapters: 1/1

Alpha Will/Omega Hannibal, Hannibal Rare Pairs and Hannibal Extended Universe all under the cut...

Hannigram - Alpha Will/Omega Hannibal

Marking His Territory by slashyrogue Teen & Up // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter // Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mpreg, Scenting, Fluff, Slice of Life Summary: It took Hannibal longer than it should have to notice that Will had begun to mark him as his territory. Pure self indulgent fluff Language: English Words: 293 Chapters: 1/1

designed to make you want me by acheforhim Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter // Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Will Graham, Omega Hannibal Lecter, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Established Relationship Summary: Although Hannibal would go to great lengths to manipulate someone into doing whatever he wants, he’s absolutely terrible at asking for what he needs. Language: English Words: 2,368 Chapters: 1/1

Trope: Fake Date (Hannigram AU) by TigerPrawn Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter // Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha Will Graham, Omega Hannibal Lecter, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Not Canon Compliant, Dating Agency, Grumpy Will Graham, charming Hannibal Lecter, Manipulative Hannibal Lecter, Hannibal charms everyone, Mutual Attraction, Office Sex, Desk Sex, Knotting, the morning after, Happy Ending Summary: Will's possible promotion is relying on his superiors thinking better of him. One way to do that is to take his omega to the upcoming cocktail party. Only problem is, he doesn't have one, having to rely on one sent by an agency. He wasn't quite expecting Doctor Hannibal Lecter. For SummertimeSlick prompt: Favourite Trope Series: Part 28 of Trope Trope: Exploring fic tropes in an Omegaverse setting, Part 71 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn and Part 47 of Tiger's Hannigram AU fics Language: English Words: 4,207 Chapters: 1/1

Hannibal Rare Pairs

Pleasurable by TigerPrawn Explicit // M/M // Beverly Katz/Freddie Lounds // Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, alpha Bev, Omega Freddie, Established Relationship, Spanking, Spanking with a hairbrush, Dirty Talk, Light Dom/sub, BDSM elements, Painplay, Praise, Object Insertion, intersex omega, Intersex Alpha, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Rough Sex, Knotting, Mentions of Bonding, Penis In Vagina Sex Summary: Alpha Bev gives girlfriend omega Freddie a spanking with unexpected consequences. For #SummertimeSlick fest prompt - New Kink! Series: Part 69 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn Language: English Words: 2,714 Chapters: 1/1

Hannibal Extended Universe

Fire And Flame by Grantairesbigadventure Explicit // M/M // Valhalla Enchanted - Prince Charmont (Ella Enchanted)/One Eye (Valhalla Rising) // Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Explicit Sexual Content, Knotting, Mating Cycles/In Heat Summary: Charmont finally gets away from his awful uncle, he finds himself saved by a strange man. Being in the middle of the heat, Charmont is afraid of how the night will go. Language: English Words: 2,606 Chapters: 1/1

Insatiable by AchillesLament (11Mydesign11), You_Are_As_Alone_As_I_Am Explicit // M/M // SpaceDogs - Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki // Selected Tags: Oral Fixation, Omega Adam Raki, Alpha Nigel (Charlie Countryman), Alpha/Omega, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Knotting, ass eating, slick, outside smut, Fluff and Smut, Nigel (Charlie Countryman) Loves Adam Raki, Insatiable Nigel, Bathroom smut Summary: Nigel’s heavy work load has kept him away from his beautiful Omegan mate, Adam. But his impending heat brings out a previously unexplored fetish in the Alpha that requires his attention on Adam in the most inopportune places and times. Will his craving ever be sated? Only one way to find out. For SummertimeSlick 2019 Fest for Hannigram A/B/O Library Series: Part 8 of Shoot Across the Sky Language: English Words: 4,580 Chapters: 1/1

a different kind of sating by exarite Mature // M/M // Tristhad - Galahad/Tristan (King Arthur 2004) // Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega/Omega, Omega Galahad (King Arthur 2004), Omega Tristan (King Arthur 2004), Seduction, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting Summary: It's hardly a secret that Galahad was interested in Tristan. That much was blatantly obvious from how the Omega resorted to ridiculous seduction tactics, even if Tristan wanted to pretend it was just a silly little game. But Tristan was keeping a secret of his own. Language: English Words: 3,740 Chapters: 1/1

Playmates by TigerPrawn Explicit // M/M, Multi // Roberto Bellini/Nigel (Charlie Countryman), Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Towers, Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Roberto Bellini/Adam Towers, Roberto Bellini/Adam Towers (briefly) // Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha/Omega, Alpha/Alpha/Omega, Alpha Roberto, Alpha Adam, Omega Nigel, intersex omega, Mating Cycles/In Heat, gruff Nigel, little shit Berto, distant cousin Adam, Double Penetration Summary: Nigel's heat is due and his now regular heat partner Berto, has a suggestion. Sequel to Plaything for SummertimeSlick (almost kinda surprise heat) Series: Part 70 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn, Part 95 of Tiger's Mads x Hugh Rare Pair fics and Part 2 of Plaything Language: English Words: 5,515 Chapters: 1/1

Just like Animals by AchillesLament (11Mydesign11) Explicit // M/M // DogsDogs - Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Will Graham // Selected Tags: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Scenting, Obsessive Behavior, Stalking, Jealousy, Falling In Love, Smitten Nigel (Charlie Countryman), Alpha Nigel (Charlie Countryman), Omega Will Graham, Grumpy Will Graham, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Slow Burn, But not /too/ slow, Knotting Summary: A new life in the States is proving lucrative for Nigel as he tries to move on from Gabi. The latter isn't going as well, not until he catches the sweet scent of a surly, headstrong Omega named Will Graham. That's when his obsession shifts from her, to him. Will the Alpha's insistence pay off, or will it all turn to blood in the blink of an eye? Language: English Words: 2,633 Chapters: 1/?

Under the boardwalk by AchillesLament (11Mydesign11), TortugaVerde Explicit // M/M // ChocolateDogs - Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Aiden (Blood and Chocolate) // Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Painting, Sex on the Beach, Falling In Love, Anniversary, Knotting, Animal Instincts, Lust at First Sight Summary: Aiden loves painting on the boardwalk, there even an Omega like himself can do his work without much distraction, that is until the Alpha Nigel catches his eye and his nose. Will they be able to resist the lure of one another or does fate have other ideas for these two wild men? Language: English Words: 4,638 Chapters: 1/?

Trope: Awkward Date (Valhalla Enchanted - Modern AU) by TigerPrawn Explicit // M/M // ValhallaEnchanted - Prince Charmont (Ella Enchanted)/One Eye (Valhalla Rising) // Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha One Eye (Valhalla Rising), Omega Prince Char, Awkward Dates, trying to take it slow, after putting the cart before the horse, Char has no idea how to date, Awkward Conversations, Clumsiness, Public Display of Affection, Nipple Play, Knotting, Getting to Know Each Other, Happy Ending, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting Summary: Char, the once sexually assured and popular omega, has no idea how to actually date. Sequel to Trope: College AU (Valhalla Enchanted - Modern AU) Series: Part 29 of Trope Trope: Exploring fic tropes in an Omegaverse setting, Part 72 of ABO/Omegaverse Fics by TigerPrawn and Part 96 of Tiger's Mads x Hugh Rare Pair fics Language: English Words: 4,969 Chapters: 1/1

I Get Around by vix_spes Explicit // M/M // RoyaleInstinct - Le Chiffre/Adam Towers // Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Intersex, Pre-Casino Royale, Voyeurism, Knotting, Public Sex, Exhibitionism, Masturbation, Overstimulation Summary: Adam's goal in heading to the south of France had been to enjoy some sun and some alphas - preferably rich, hung and attractive ones. Anything more than one night would be considered. There had been pickings galore but it seemed as though there was one particular alpha that he had underestimated... Language: English Words: 5,873 Chapters: 1/1

Thick in the Air by InsanelyWriteful Mature // M/M // MurderArtists - Aiden (Blood and Chocolate)/Hannibal Lecter // Selected Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Scenting, True Mates, mild violence, Descriptions of gore, rape mention, no one is raped, Murder, Manipulative Hannibal, teasing Aiden, Aiden is in trouble, Alpha/Omega, Alpha!hannibal, Omega!Aiden, Dark fluff, Humor, Cannibalism, Horror, Dismemberment, Blood Summary: For Aiden, life's all fun and games until you have a serial killer trying to court you. Language: English Words: 7,867 Chapters: 1/1

[fhimechan]

#Hannigram Meet-Cute Challenge: April Monthly Update

In between the April Fic Swap and the Just Fuck Me Up, it's time to remind everyone that there's also our meet cute challenge running. Do you feel like you want to imagine a different, equally iconic way for Hannibal to fall in love with Will at first sight? Do you have more sassy rude lines to feed Will? There's the time to bring them out!

This month, @cinnamaldeide took the challenge upon herself, and delighted us with an AU where Hannibal is entranced by a rude employer who may be more than it seems...

Admirable Deceit by @cinnamaldeide #13: There was indeed no doubt about Hannibal being an acclaimed artist. His mere flaw was having lost inspiration along the way. He’d been however fortunate enough to meet a flippant cashier at the hardware store around the corner.

This story joins our previous beautiful entries, which you can find here:

#29: Welcome to Widdershins Close by @zigzag-wanderer #110: Fancy meeting you by @mazephoenix #74: Going My Way by @fragile-teacup #55: A Face Like Yours by @hannibalsimago

Since everyone who fills a prompt can choose the next, our list is already different from the initial one, and it's worth repeating  ／(=･ x ･=)＼

#1: B works at a bookstore and offers assistance to an embarrassed A, a customer carrying a large stack of self-help books.

#3: A walks into the kitchen, half-asleep, and mistakes B for her roommate. B knows the roommate and stayed overnight; makes breakfast for A. Need more details? Click on the post.

#22: A is having a quiet night at home – that is, until A’s apartment neighbour begins blasting music. Frustration levels rising, A goes to knock on the neighbour’s door to ask them to keep it down… at the same time B, the resident on the other side, is about to. Need more detail? Click on the post.

#27: B is sitting at a coffee shop, headphones in, attempting to write the next YA hit when A slides into the seat opposite B with a charming smile. B hesitantly takes off his or her headphones, and A says: “I just wanted to tell you that you’re the most beautiful person in this coffee shop.” 

#32: A checks into a cozy inn while on a cross-country road trip, beyond tired and ready to collapse. When A gets to the assigned room, he or she is in for a surprise! Someone else, B, is already in the room. Uh-oh.

#50: A is at his/her cousin’s wedding. At the reception, A wanders over to B, a stranger, and in the spirit of the romance and happiness in the air, asks if they’re here for the groom or the bride. B’s answer is both simple and, ultimately, confusing: “Neither.”

#116: Although A normally goes to the cafe on Thursday evenings, A’s sibling had called in tears, and s/he had been forced to miss it. So instead A goes the next evening, sitting down at a table with a fresh cup of tea, and then abruptly realized that Friday night was Speed Dating night as B slides into the chair opposite and says, “They say you and I only have five minutes, but I can tell we’re going to need longer.”

#117: A is a professional assassin hired to take out a client’s cheating husband. But the client also spoke to B, a close friend, who has made it his/her’s own mission to also kill the husband. Unfortunately, both A and B have chosen the same night to do so, and it just so happens that B is a bit clumsy… and keeps getting in A’s way.

#143: A’s blind date just left, mumbling some sort of excuse about leaving the stove on. Confused and feeling rejected, A sits orders another beer at the bar, wondering where s/he went wrong. B, who had witnessed the situation, goes over and says sympathetically, “I think I know what went wrong… there’s something in your teeth.”

#162: A is interviewing potential roommates and is having very little luck. When it comes to B, A says, “I’m so sorry, I don’t think this is going to work. I can’t live with someone that I’d like to ask out.”

#166: A is at a coffee shop and sits down at a table, only to find a book on the chair. Intrigued, A starts flipping through it, and realizes it’s actually someone’s journal that had been left behind! And it’s fascinating. Unfortunately, B, the journal’s author, rushes back to retrieve it… and is horrified to see A reading it. But A, having gotten a feel for this person through his/her writing, asks if they want to go out sometime.

#176: A works at a pet store and is utterly surprised when B bursts through the door in a hurry and walks up to the cash without looking around. Out of breath, A says, “Please don’t ask why, but what do capybaras eat?”

#180: There has been a series of recent break-ins in A’s neighbourhood. B, a cop, knocks on A’s door to recommend safety measures and to ask if A has noticed anything peculiar — A hasn’t really seen anything, but invites the cop and his/her charming smile inside for coffee and a bit of false information so s/he might stay a while.

#186: A is walking through the park at night and notices B following close behind. With every step A is getting more and more paranoid until finally, as B goes to pass A, A swivels on his/her heel and punches B in the face! Turns out, B really was just trying to quicken his/her pace to make it home in time for the hockey game.

#207: A meets B and falls immediately for them, but B clearly doesn’t feel the same. After being rejected, A calls on Anteros, the avenger of unrequited love, to exact vengeance on B.

#210: A is a writer struggling to find inspiration for their next book. The publishers are breathing down their neck and the pressure is almost more than A can take. When A comes across an old Greek book in a thrift store, A brings it home and flips through the pages…. only to come across an old chant that was supposed to bring inspiration to those who read it out loud. A gives it a shot and… oh dear. Oh, oh dear. Somehow that summoned B, one of the Muses, to A’s living room.

#215: A is brought in to the police station for questioning about a crime they know nothing about and is put in an interrogation room… with B, who is another suspect in this particular case.

#239: A is sitting in a cafe trying to casually read their book, but is distracted by B’s loud phone conversation at the table over. B tells a joke over the phone, which makes A crack up unexpectedly – B looks over at A, annoyed that they were eavesdropping, but also appreciative that at least someone liked their joke! B hangs up and offers to tell A another.

#248: A is a barista and has come to recognize the regulars and their orders. One day, B walks in and A greets them, starting to prepare their order, when B stops A with a sigh: “I’m not who you think I am.” After receiving a blank stare from A who has no idea how to respond to that, B continues, “I have a twin. I’m the other one.”

#252: A is in the public library and notices a strange book that looks like it doesn’t belong in this section. A moves along to another genre, but it seems that this book is in every section… almost like it’s following A. How peculiar! When A finally picks it up to see what exactly it is, B appears out of thin air, and simply says, “I’ve been waiting fifty years for you.”

We welcome any type of media and any genre, from angst to smut to fluff to actual cute, and we're looking forward to receive any Hannibal or Hannibal Extended Universe themed works.

Anyone is welcome to participate, we'd be pleased both to receive a work from someone we pestered know or to encourage creativity in someone who's never participated before! (≧◡≦)

As always, we're grateful to @shikin83, @another-lost-one, @diemetzgermeisterin, @kio21557, @bonesandscales, @mazephoenix, @erodingthebluff, @hannibalsimago, @krey-9-jorce, @jadegreenworks, @h4nnibalism, @a-beautiful-day-to-be-arrested, @midwest-fannibals, @mowgliscode, @tigsmulii, @fragile-teacup, @cassraven, @alternativesky, @ache-for-him, @you-dropped-your-forgiveness, @killergamer97, @tinyenthusiasttriumph, @planetstarclaw and @cinelitchick for helping us spread the word. We wouldn't be able to reach anyone without your help! Thank you!

We're running this initiative on tumblr and on pillowfort, and the works are collected under this AO3 collection. Feel free to contact me or @cinnamaldeide for any doubt or question :)

We hope you see many of you next month... Happy meet-cuting!

Ps. We're still missing a fucked up story, and with the jfmu coming soon I'd like to express my intense desire to see such a thing ;)

[hannigramficrecs]

Hey, do you have any "long" (30k up only) hannigram fics, with hannibal's pov (preference, but not absolutely necessary) of AUs, like the best long fic AUs you can think of, like time-travel, different meetings, abo, etc.

No vampire, mermaids or werewolves au tho.

If you can, of course. Thank you alredy 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

I’m not sure if these are all Hannibal’s POV, but here are a list of all my favorite long AU’s (sorry if I included too many LOL). Also if anyone’s interested here are links to the mermaid and werewolf fics

Palace of Dreams by MaiTai1327 [words: 41,986]

A lonely boy at a Lithuanian orphanage creates a memory palace for him to hide away from his despicable circumstances and the nightmares haunting him. In his dreams, his palace becomes reality. And one day, he finds another boy hiding in one of its rooms.

Our Stars are the Same by beforethedawn, ConstructFairytales, Destinyawakened [words: 42,578]

Someone’s moved into the old creepy, supposedly haunted, mansion down the way from Will Graham and his family. Will never expects to befriend the new family’s son.

Vena Amoris by PaperPlaneChemTrails [words: 55,596]

Will Graham is a producer on a Bachelor knock off reality TV show. Against his protests and better judgement, Dr. Hannibal Lecter is cast as the primary love interest on the show. Despite his many initial misgivings, Hannibal is a hit, and Will finds himself as drawn into the story Hannibal is creating as everyone watching at home. Everything is going well until Will becomes suspicious that he is the real object of Hannibal’s affections, and all of a sudden contestants start to turn up murdered.

Little Arts of Vice by drinkbloodlikewine, whiskeyandspite [words: 44,991]

Cruel Intentions AU. “Tedium draws me to observation,” he murmurs. “Contemplation.” “Manipulation,” Mischa adds calmly, tilts her head when Hannibal narrows his eyes at her. “You wouldn’t deny it, Hannibal, you’re proud of that one. And in truth you do it well.” “There is little to manipulate when watching a dog chase a bird.” It starts with a bet.

A Past of Plank and Nail by gleamingandwholeanddeadly (something_safe), printersdeadly, printersdevils (tuesdaysgone) [words: 87,821]

Hannibal needs a kitchen remodel, and his colleague and friend Alana knows just the guy to help him with his rundown new home. Enter Will Graham, carpenter and contractor extraordinaire, and devastating addition to Hannibal’s daily life. When he starts running out of new projects to keep Will around, Hannibal fast realizes his infatuation is more than simple attraction - and that getting Will to agree to dinner is only the first hurdle.

Redemption by houseofcannibals [words: 132,427]

After very publicly losing his mind and murdering three young women in an unconscious state, FBI consultant Will Graham is sentenced to serve three consecutive life sentences in the notorious Shawshank State Prison. Upon arrival, he is unsettled to find himself in a cell neighboring that of infamous serial killer Dr Hannibal Lecter.

Carnivore, Won’t You Come Digest Me? by HigherMagic [words: 64,019]

Role Reversal AU: Following the execution of Garrett Jacob Hobbs, Hannibal is forced to see Doctor Will Graham for a psychiatric evaluation before he can return to the field. Once cleared, Jack insists that Will shadow Hannibal in the hopes of catching the Shrike’s copycat. Hannibal has become a master of making sure the FBI stays blind to his extracurricular activities, but Will is a man who sees far too much, and won’t be so easily overcome.

Page Six by ThisBeautifulDrowning [words: 66,839]

Crime reporter Will Graham’s column on page six of the Baltimore Sun garners him the attention of many: fans, hobby detectives, the FBI…and others. Hannibal cut off a piece of meat with surgical precision. “I find your company rather engaging.” “Maybe I don’t find you all that engaging.” Silence. Hannibal grinned. “I see that it will take more than one dinner to earn your forgiveness. Challenge accepted.”

Falls the Shadow by littlesystems [words: 72,455]

AU where Bedelia is Will’s psychiatrist instead of Hannibal, Will makes a series of increasingly questionable life choices, and no one should ever take Bedelia’s advice. Ever.

Rescues by drinkbloodlikewine and whiskeyandspite [words: 99,552]

Mischa is living with PTSD, and Hannibal seeks out a service animal to help her. He meets Will, trainer of therapy dogs - cue puppies, adorable interactions and lots of dogs. And smut. Of course.

Where the Albatross Crash-Lands by HigherMagic [words: 40,220]

Everyone has two marks on their arm: one is the name of their soulmate, the other is the name of their mortal enemy. There’s no way of knowing which is which. This same trick of fate makes it so that your Marks are the only two voices you will ever hear when you go deaf at sixteen. Hannibal has a nice voice. Will hopes he’s his mate. He hopes he never hears the voice of the Chesapeake Ripper.

Provenance by drinkbloodlikewine, whiskeyandspite [words: 62,735]

A delightful AU about a rare book dealer, an owner of a high-end coffee shop, and murder. This does involve Hannibal Lecter, after all.

A Fortunate Wound by starkaryen [words: 83,312]

Will Graham, a police officer in Baltimore, is shot while he’s on duty. The surgeon on call in the ER is Hannibal Lecter.

Until I Met You by Dormchi [words: 33,990]

Detective Will Graham needs an expert and Fire Lieutenant Hannibal Lecter happens to be available. Basically this is just arson, murder, coffee, and fluff.

Canvases by thatviciousvixen [words: 36,660]

When Hannibal meets a handsome artist with a keen interest in death he knows he’s finally met a kindred spirit. All Will needs is a little push.

In Sickness and in Health by BonesAndScales [words: 67,450]

Everyone knows that Will and Hannibal are married. Not everyone knows that they are married to each other.

The Escapists by whiskeyandspite [words: 35,368]

Will’s cellmate said nothing, and Will didn’t venture. He had been prickly enough as a lecturer, where human interaction was mandatory, and prison was not the sort of place one made friends. One either made allies or enemies, or stayed quiet enough to avoid both. Will doubted he’d be that lucky; far too easy to rile up especially when stupidity was the catalyst. Prison, Will thought absently, was similar to college.

Sweeter Bitter by wormsin [words: 89,503]

Will is an awkward student and Hannibal an intrigued mentor.

Before You And After You by ache_for_him, Breakmybones (CarterReid), CarterReid [words: 33,734]

Hannibal and Will had a past: a dirty, bloody, violent past. Will was sure he’d never see his own personal monster again - then he walked into Jack Crawford’s office.

Ethics & Aesthetics by fragile-teacup [words: 106,330]

Pride and Prejudice omegaverse AU

Look, Mother! The Sheep Have Devoured the Wolves! by HigherMagic [words: 102,934]

Hannibal and Bedelia are married, but unable to have children. At Margot’s insistence, Hannibal agrees to meet the Omega that was a surrogate for her and Alana. Will is rough-edged, unrefined, and everything Hannibal shouldn’t desire. This arrangement promises to be clean, and simple. Of course, nothing concerning Will Graham is ever simple.

Wings of Wax and Feather by BelladonnaWyck and raiast [words: 55,947]

“Did you just smell me?” "Difficult to avoid. My apologies, I didn’t realize there were any Omegas in this section of the prison.” “Most get sent to the Omega Holding Facility two counties over. But then, most don’t get done in for rippin’ out an Alpha’s throat in the middle of the street.” or Hannibal Lecter had always known the winding road of fate may one day lead him straight to a prison cell. He’d never imagined he’d find his true mate there.

Truly, Madly, Deeply by slashyrogue [words: 52,811]

They meet by chance at a Christmas Party and share a kiss that seals their fate.

Purity by PixieDust291 [words: 130,528]

Will is cast aside by his alpha and sacrificed to the Wendigo that hunts in the forest. However, after confronting the creature Will then finds himself in the home of Hannibal. The alpha lives alone and seems to have taken it upon himself to nurture Will back to health. Over time Will grows comfortable with Hannibal and slowly reveals the reasons for his abandonment. Hannibal, being a pure bred alpha of the highest caliber, is well aware of just how rare and valuable Will is and decides to take the wounded omega for himself.

Quatervois by stratumgermanitivum, whiskeyandspite [words: 33,226]

Will is an Omega who desires independence and freedom. Hannibal is an Alpha who finds his mind curious. They make a deal: if Will can convince Hannibal that he is worth more than breeding stock, and can go through his heat without begging for his Alpha, Hannibal will not mate him, but make him a ward instead; Will could go to college, get a job, do anything he wanted. If not, then he will be Hannibal’s mate, bear pups, and accept his role. But is it really as simple as that?

[nalyra-dreaming]

Book: A blackish red hue

I am offering a printed book version of my story “A blackish red hue“, rewritten and corrected, illustrated and properly set. I did this mostly for myself but some have said they wanted a copy so … 

>>> GET YOUR COPY OVER ON ETSY! 😊

340 pages of Hannigram fanfiction, the Murder Husbands on the run, depicting their lives together after the fall.

An A4, hardcover book with 135 g paper, 47 illustrations and a foreword by my “partner in crime“ (over at @lovecrimebooks) Romina Nikolić.

This book has been made to match RADIANCE and, in extension, the upcoming RAVAGE. Yep, with COLOR CUT*. In blackish red.

Weighing: ~1,6kg

> Which means we are just below the threshold of the so called “book shipping“ weight (with packaging), making international shipping much cheaper. >> 17€, priority handling and tracked in most countries.

All tracked countries here: deutschepost.de/brief-international/land-fuer-land

>> Germany: 5€, internationally 17€ + (priority-which is with) tracking ~ 20€

*****

Content:

A Murder Husbands story, heavy on character development and (hopefully) story, spiced with sex (see rating below).

Not overly fluffy but with a happy ending. (Yep, despite what you might think in between.)

Murder Husbands as in Murder Husbands. With Murder Tableaus. And family. Murder Wives :)

This starts at the motel in TwotL, so there is original dialogue here, reinterpreting the scenes we were given. The story segues into pure fiction after the fall.

>> This story spans several years - it follows Will Graham and Hannibal Lecter after „The Fall“, the ups and downs of this obsessive and difficult relationship, trying to fit the monsters on their backs together. As well as their habits and appetites.

There are lots of turns and not everything is as it may seem at first.

This is my Season 4.

And 5 through 8.

Approximately. :)

This story has been posted and is available on Ao3. It has been, as mentioned before, corrected, some parts rewritten, polished up and properly set, enhanced and improved for this book :)

There are almost 50 artworks in it. Some were gifted to me, some I commissioned and some I created.

Illustrations in it by:

@JustCallMeLuci | Sara Larner saralarner.com | @dark-will-graham​ | @tindu​ | @amngell​ | @transylvanianshipper​ | @noaryr​ | @arkarti​ | @theseavoices​ | @Hachiseiko | @felidaefatigue​ | @hanniwill​ / / Rola | @basementarts​ | @Rocio_ruiz_art | @the-walking-fannibal​ | @bayobayo​ | @thenecronon​ | @wisesnail​ | @vibiana​ | @Moishpain / @sheep-in-clouds​ | @stravvbunnies | @miasmatik​ | @maddsaa | @toni-of-the-trees​ | @le-wendigogo​ | @Skeletology | @shoegazerx​ | @Aerinnnn | @ivyart​ | @mumbrielle​ | @granpappy-winchester​ | @caniday​

(and some by me)

The beautiful cover was created by @granpappy-winchester (original post here!) and @basementarts. 

>> Commission @Granpappy-Winchester here!!

>> Commission @basementarts​ here!!

Btw: I can only recommend commissioning them or any of the other artists! 

Also: Basementarts is offering a discount right now so check them out!

*****

What some critics… erm commenters said:

On Baptism: „OH GOD!

i was just scowling tru Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter fic and saw your fic Salvation and read the summary and thought ‘well this looks good’ and i saw it was a part of a series and thought i might as well start at the beginning to see if its any good!!! i couldn’t even begin to fantom how brilliant and talented you are!!! im only just finished this first one! and i want more more more! and there is more!!! yay me!!! im just going to go and binge read it all!!! no sleep or socializing for me!!!!

thanks for shearing your talent and choosing to express it with Hanagram fics! i truly appreciated it, like im sure many many others do!!!“

Also on Baptism: 

„Ahhhh, this is completely stunning!! So beautifully and elegantly done, it drew me in from the first chapter and refused to let go until the last. Just wonderful. Thank you so much for this gorgeous reading experience.

*Applauds*

Please don’t ever stop writing Nalyra :-)“

On Obfuscation: 

„I’ve just binge-read this whole story. I absolutely loved it!! The balance of power between them is beautifully portrayed. I really enjoy the tenderness between them, and also the pure darkness. It feels like a completely natural progression from the show. I can’t wait to move on to the next installment!“

*****

Characters:

Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Alana Bloom, Margot Verger, Verger Baby (Hannibal), Freddie Lounds, Jack Crawford, Chiyoh, Will Graham‘s Father, Clarice Starling, Robertas Lecter, Bedelia Du Maurier, Ardelia Mapp, Matthew Brown, Original Graham-Lecter Children

*****

(some) Tags:

Post-Episode: s03e13 The Wrath of the Lamb | Canon-Typical Violence | Canon Compliant to Canon up until 2018 | Post-Canon to Canon up until 2018 | Original Character(s) | Original Character Death(s) | Explicit Language | Explicit Sexual | First Time | First Kiss | Murder Husbands | Murder Wives | Rough Sex | Angst | Fluff | Blood play | Dream Sex | Branding | Fanart | Honeymoon | Cannibalism | SotL-compliant | Canon Character Death

*****

Rating:

Mature, scratching on explicit, but toned down from Ao3 version. A bit.

*****

Excerpt:

From Baptism:

It takes an indistinct amount of time to get ‘back down to earth‘ as it were. Will is vaguely aware that there is a cramp in his legs, the fingers of his right hand hurt where Hannibal has gripped him too tightly, he is a mess, he hurts between his legs in places he cannot yet define properly and Hannibal - Hannibal is lying on top of him, making it hard to breathe, silently crying into Will’s neck. Will feels the best he can remember.

He carefully dislodges his left arm from Hannibal’s neck, dragging his fingers through the greying hair, petting. His legs drop and he winces, which seems to bring Hannibal back to himself. He raises his head, eyes bloodshot, his voice gravelly. “Will, I… I apologize.“

Will shakes his head slowly and places the fingers of his left hand against Hannibal’s lips. His gaze catches on the ring that Molly placed there and he realizes with a start that it has no place here in this bed. He feels more than sees Hannibal withdraw and quickly shakes his head again trying to placate and communicate his thoughts as clear as possible. “Take it off for me.“

Hannibal freezes above him. The look he levels at him does its best to make Will hard again but he really isn’t that young anymore. Will swallows. Hannibal slowly drags his right hand up at the side of Will‘s body, making him shiver. When he reaches his chest he follows his arm up until he reaches the hand that’s still raised between them. Slowly, very slowly Hannibal starts to push the ring off Will’s finger with his messy hand, never breaking his gaze. Hannibal encloses it in his hand when it’s off and carefully puts it on the nightstand at the other side of the bed. “What about it now?“

Hannibal’s voice is rough and Will knows that the answer he has isn’t what the question was about, but it is the only one he has to give. He tries to say it lightly, keeping his voice low. “Well, you took it from me. So, if we make this work, you’ll have to go and replace it.“

Something breaks in Hannibal’s gaze. There is light and darkness seeping into it in equal measure and it thrills Will to no end to see it. Hannibal’s voice is the roughest he has ever heard it, the accent strong. “I will not let you go, now.“

Will smiles. To everyone else, this would have been a threat. To Will, it’s the conclusion of a courtship that’s lasted six years. He’s been caught, and now he’s free. “Where do we go from here?“

Hannibal nuzzles into the Will’s neck, his words breathed onto sweaty skin. “How about we pay a visit to an old friend?“

*****

Final notes:

>> I don’t make money from this - the price on Etsy consists of the following amounts:

A4 hardcover print with color cut, heavy paper and bookend pages etc: 41€

Packaging: 2€

Etsy fees: 2€

+ Shipping

*IF this book sells 50 copies (in total**) I will be able to get some nice extras (ribbon bookmark, spot glosses at the very least).

** I’m going to order some for myself and a few artists, who preferred the book over monetary payment

Printing will commence after August 10th, 2018, with shipping following right after. Printed at same company that has printed Radiance and will print Ravage.

Books will be in foil and wrapped in bubble wrap and then in the actual packaging for shipment (aka lessons from Radiance. I’ll also check the weather forecast -.-).

IF there is something left when all is said and done I will donate it. Resumé will be posted here.

After August 10th 2018 I will close preorder.

This will be the only edition.

If there are some copies I need to get to reach the minimum to the next „step“ (with more extras) these will become available on Etsy afterwards.

There will NOT be a digital version for sale because I only negotiated with the artists for a printed version.

Soooo.... 🤗

Hope you like!!! 💕

[insolentkisses]

Breakfast (Hannigram fluff)

So my 3 chapter Hannigram fanfic was getting really angst and I needed some fluffness, and I was cooking dinner, and this idea came out... oops.

“Will? What’s that smell?”

“I... uh...”

“Are you making breakfast?”

“...Yes.”

“That’s... unexpected.”

“It was supposed to be a surprise, so...”

“Oh. I’m sorry my nose ruined your surprise. The smell is...”

“Awful.”

“I was going to say ‘curious’.”

“That’s a polite word for ‘awful’.”

“...”

“Why are you smiling?”

“Nothing. I think it’s...”

“Don’t say it.”

“Adorable.”

“You just said it. Now how can I ever be respected in the kitchen?”

“You wanted me to respect you in the kitchen?”

“You’re not helping, doctor.”

“Then how can I be helpful?”

“I don’t know. I just burned a fucking omelet, Hannibal. I’m hopeless.”

“You can start over. I’ll pretend I didn’t see your first attempt.”

“Not with you here, I can’t focus.”

“Ok. I’ll leave, then.”

“Ok.”

“...Will.”

“Yes?”

“I can’t leave with you holding my shirt.”

“Uh... Sorry, I... I never cooked for you. I’m a little nervous, that’s all.”

“I can see that. Let me help you relax, then.”

“How?”

“Giving you a massage. What, don’t you trust your doctor, Will?”

“That’s the problem. I know you.”

“Yes, you do. Shh, relax your shoulders for me.”

“I’ll try, but... What are you... Ah! Mhmm... Ok, I-I get it...”

“Feeling a little better?”

“Hmm... Yes...”

“Now, a little bit lower...”

“Oh, god...”

“Here?”

“Oh yes, right there...”

“Will... something is burning...”

“Oh yeah, something is definitely burning...”

“No, Will... you left the stove on. Your sleeve is on fire.”

“God dAMMIT, HANNIBAL!”

They’ll need to treat that burn... maybe I’ll write some more soon XD

[kemoiunder]

AO3 Tag Game

Tagged by my super cool friend in crime, @stylinbreeze60~!

Disclaimers? Do I need to say any? Let me see, most of my writing is singular in it’s context, which usually translates to being different tags regardless of if they are in the same series or not. My tags will probably be generally consistent, but I was not very good at tagging when I first started posting things, and I have not really grown much from that.

Alright then, here we go bbyyy!

Rules: Go to your works page, expand all the filters, and answer all of the following questions!

1. What’s your first and second most common work ratings?

General Audiences (47)

Teen and Up Audiences (22)

I only have 1 in the Mature category, and it’s really only Mature because it has the beginning of some light ‘smut’, but it didn’t even go anywhere, so maybe I should make it Teen? Whatever lol

2. What’s your most common archive warning? Least common? Do you consider yourself an adventurous writer?

Most common:

No Archive Warnings Apply (69)

Least common (of those I’ve used):

Graphic Depictions of Violence + Major Character Death (1 of each)

The only fic that has the least common warnings is my Hannigram fic, which is a short fic I had an idea of way back when. I don’t think it’s even 500 words, and I think it was mostly because I was in a lower place than I am now. I thought it was a pretty interesting idea.

On the topic of calling myself an adventurous writer or not, probably not. I enjoy writing things that are nice and end well, but I can never get myself to write angst. Of course, just because something is angsty doesn’t mean that it is adventurous, but I do not think I write things in order for the characters to be adventurous, they just have fun.

3. How many fics have you written in each relationship category? Is this more accidental, or do you have preferences?

M/M (63)

Gen (7)

Multi (5)

F/M (1)

F/F (1)

I believe the singular fic that encompasses the F/M and the F/F is my Truth or Dare with the members of Dangan Ronpa. I do not normally write them, I don’t actually know why. Guess I just can’t write as girls? I don’t think I ever have. I definitely have a preference to writing M/M lol

4. What are your top 4 fandoms by numbers? Are you still active in any of them, and do you tend to migrate a lot?

Haikyuu (59)

Dangan Ronpa (18)

Marvel (1)

Hannibal (1)

Lololol I used to only write Bubblegum Rock, which is the ship of Leon Kuwata and Kazuichi Souda from the Dangan Ronpa games. I only gravitated towards Haikyuu!! later on, even though that’s the fandom I have written the most for. I am not active in any of the fandoms except Haikyuu!! at this point, but I could probably write something more for Hannibal or even Harry Potter in the future. 

5. What are your top 4 character tags? Does this match how you feel about the characters, or are you puzzled?

Kuroo Tetsurou (14)

Tie of Kozume Kenma, Oikawa Tooru, Tanaka Ryuunosuke and Tendou Satori (13)

Tie of Hinata Shouyou, Nishinoya Yuu, Ushijima Wakatoshi and Sugawara Koushi (11)

Tie between Kuwata Leon and Souda Kazuichi (9)

Pfffft, those numbers are weird. I didn’t realize that so many of my characters would tie. And then that Kuroo would take the lead. But I guess I do write him a lot, he’s a very versatile character. I’m not surprised at the amount of appearances from everyone, since I throw characters in willy nilly a lot of the times.

Bonus, top 4 relationships tagged:

Tie between Ennoshita Chikara/Tanaka Ryuunosuke and Kuwata Leon/Souda Kazuichi (9)

Oikawa Tooru/Sugawara Koushi (7)

Kozume Kenma/Kuroo Tetsurou (6)

Tie between Aone Takanobu/Hinata Shouyou and Bokuto Koutarou/Daishou Suguru/Kuroo Tetsurou (4)

I’m not surprised with my pairings. I feel like I’m pretty consistent in my pairings. I admit that most of the pairings though were directly affected by the fanweeks that I participated in. I’m not surprised though~.

6. What are your top 2 most used additional tags, and your bottom 2? What would happen if you combined all 4 of these into a fic.

Most used:

Fluff (53)

Hogwarts AU (28)

Least used:

It’s basically a tie between College AU, Magic AU, Introspection and Light Angst (3)

If I combined all of those tags, it would basically be like my Hogwarts AU but they’re in college? And there’s light angst but fluffy overall? Not a bad idea, honestly~.

7. How many WIPs do you have currently running on AO3? Any you don’t plan on finishing?

I do not technically have any works in progress on AO3, I do not post things that are incomplete. I have different AU’s that I add to when they are written, but nothing is actually incomplete. Like with the Dragon Rider AU I made with the EnnoTana week, I could expand on it, or even The Mage and His Familiar series, but at the current moment I have no plans to continue. I think I do have a fic that I need to finish for the one fic where Tendou and Ushijima are soul mates in the Hogwarts AU, but it would only really be an addition to the story.

Most of my work comes in bursts, and once the inspiration is gone, I usually do not write again until another burst comes back. At this very moment, I do not have that burst, and I do not know when the next one will be coming. 

8. Tag people!

I do not tag people lol 

If people see this and wish to complete it, I have no qualms with being tagged as having tagged them, but I usually just let them decide for themselves. This was fun! Thanks @stylinbreeze60 for tagging me~!

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Fics I Read & Loved: April 2019

You can find the March list here.

I have been entrenched in the Sherlock fandom for these past eighteen months, but lately, I am enraptured by the show Hannibal. At the very end of this list is a very short list of recommended Hannibal AUs. You do not need to have watched the show, though it helps to envision the stories, of course. 

Now, onward to what we’re really here for: Johnlock and Mystrade.

I Will Take Care of You by SailorChibi. Johnlock. Teen. 16,664 words. This one is adorable, and I think we’re all here for BAMF John. John finds Sherlock on his sofa, badly injured and delirious. Which is a shock, considering Sherlock’s death and all. John picks up where Sherlock left off in dismantling the last strands of Moriarty’s web. 

That Sudden Flood of Joy by aplidell. Johnlock. Explicit. 7,124 words. Wonderful short story where John has married, then realizes his big mistake. The build up is fantastic.

The Order of Time by randomscientist. Mystrade. Teen. 5,555 words. Greg travels through time, and meets Mycroft as a young person. Wonderfully romantic story.

In the Space of a Breath by Mice. Mystrade. Teen. 8,318 words. Mycroft is caught in the bombing of a building, and tries to navigate a safe way out of the precarious structure. Greg arrives on the scene and awaits word. Established Mystrade.

Afraid of the Light by hippocrates460. Johnlock. Explicit. 12,063 words. This story is so, so lovely. Greg gently but firmly calls John out on some behavior, and John finds himself on a little journey to the center of truth.

British Racing Green by starsandstitches. Mystrade. Mature. 10,260 words. A fun fic with some flirty behavior between our boys when a chance encounter on the road gives them the opportunity to pursue more. 

Knowing by bigblueboxat221B. Mystrade. Teen. 9,038 words. Greg is used to getting kidnapped, but this time, it’s different.

London Gods by a_different_equation. Johnlock. Explicit. 11,092 words. If you like American Gods, here’s your fusion! Sherlock is a cab driver and djinn who does not grant wishes. 

Lightning and Sea Glass by 221b_careful_what_you_wish_for. Johnlock. Explicit. 18,280 words. This is a really lovely story inspired by Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. Sherlock is the monster. John is the creator’s assistant.

Numerics by Hastalux. Mystrade. Explicit. 5,800 words. Hot! Mycroft stumbles onto a previously unknown fact about Greg, and he can’t escape his thoughts on it.

No Matter the Form by hoomhum. Teen. 4,299 words. All the fluff right here. Werewolf fluff. 

Negotiable by eyebrowofdoom. 00Q. Explicit. 35,338 words. Oops, how did this one get in here? I blame @savvyblunders. This is a wonderful fic if your tastes run to Bond/Q. I have never seen the movies, and still enjoyed this very much!

And like all my other monthly recs of 2019, I have attached my 2018 list as well.

Screw Your Courage series by blueink3. Johnlock. Explicit. 153,439 words. Sherlock is a Shakespearean actor with few prospects left. John Watson is a star of musical theatre. Both are cast in an all-male cast of MacBeth, as the title role and his Lady. And they’re not fans of each other...

The shape of the world around us by Salambo06. Johnlock. Explicit. 15,058 words. Sherlock is a botanist who journeys out into the woods. He doesn’t expect the lumberjack, but then, there it is.

carrying up his morning tea by darcylindbergh. Johnlock. Explicit. 34,504 words. Sherlock and John haven’t spoken for two years. The death of a much loved mutual acquaintance brings them back into one another’s orbit. This is a stunning story of two estranged men finding their way.

a vein of frost by Zingiber. Johnlock. Explicit. 58,023 words. John and Rosie are living at Baker St, where Sherlock helps to coparent the young Watson. He comes to realize that he’s enamored with John, who has decided to get back into the dating game. John is on the precipice of telling Sherlock something important, but a strange case steals their attention. 

Excultus by Mottlemoth. Mystrade. Explicit. 314,721 words. Greg Lestrade works as a DI in 23-rd century London for Cross-Human Relations at Scotland Yard. Mycroft Holmes is the head of Criminal Psychology. This is one of my favorite stories ever in this fandom.

A Man of Honour by Mottlemoth. Mystrade. Explicit. 26,767 words. Set as a medieval AU in the East End verse, but can definitely be read as a standalone. Fantastic story about Sir Gregory Lestrade’s capture by the enemy Marquess. 

The Bee & Bonnet by belovedmuerto. Johnlock. Mature. 15,438 words. John Watson goes home from Afghanistan to save the family business. He hires an interesting man, Sherlock Holmes, to be his brewer. Hopefully it works out.

An Experiment in Apathy series by belovedmuerto. Johnlock. Explicit. 28,701 words. This is a really interesting story - John is an empath, Sherlock and John find their way to each other, and there is a side of Mystrade.

The Crooked Thing by bookjunkiecat. Johnlock. Mature. 9,023 words. John is watching his wedding video with Rosie, and he sees something he’s never noticed before. Question is, what can he do about it? Will he do anything about it?

The Burning of the Leaves by blueink3. Johnlock. Mature. 15,915 words. This is an absolutely gorgeous story. Sherlock, John, and Rosie visit Major Sholto for lunch. Sherlock knows he can’t compete with Sholto for John’s affections, so he tries to content himself with loving Rosie and letting the two men alone.

Stood in History by philalethia. Johnlock. Explicit. 18,738 words. Sherlock discovers the wedding ring in John’s drawer. Shenanigans ensue. 

That Partitioning of the Things of Youth by wearitcounts. Johnlock. Explicit. 35,354 words. Victor Trevor appears out of nowhere, and John isn’t too happy. Also, the fake relationship trope comes into play!

Here’s the Hannigram, y’all. No need to have watched Hannibal to enjoy any of these fics.

A Valued Client by Mottlemoth. Hannigram. Explicit. 3,956 words. Will Graham is a very special barber with a very special client. Barber AU.

Chine by gryvon. Hannigram. Explicit. 10,011 words. Will Graham tells Jack Crawford no on his first invite into a case. He meets Hannibal through a mutual friend, and they date. Hannibal is still a cannibal. Season 1 AU/canon divergence.

The Substitute by Devereauxs_Disease. Hannigram. Explicit. 10,502 words. Will is ill in the hospital for two weeks. Hannibal takes over teaching his classes, and brings him homecooked food. Will’s not too happy about how things are going, and is kind of a dick. Season one AU.

A Particular Affinity by louise_lux. Hannigram. Explicit. 6,532 words. Hannibal has hyperosmia. Will decides to exploit this. 

Ethics & Aesthetics by fragile-teacup. Hannigram. Explicit. 106,317 words. A Pride and Prejudice AU! Will is an omega with several sisters, and Hannibal is an alpha aristocrat new in town.

Overcoming by purefoysgirl. Hannigram. Explicit. 547,570 words. Listen, I rarely read A/B/O, but this story...it’s SO GOOD. And then I read Ethics & Aesthetics, also good, and then I realized I was likely ignoring lots of stories (I mean I’ve read The Gilded Cage because it was by a favorite author, but for the most part I skip omegaverse) that could be very good. Overcoming is fucking amazing. Regency AU, where Will is an omega who meets with only abuse in his own home until his father tricks Hannibal Lecter into marrying him. Lecter also hates omegas. The angst is crazy to start with, but it gets soo, so good. And there’s love, there’s real love.