#yandere hannigram

[6lostgirl6]

Can you do an headcanon about Yandere Hannibal Lecter and Yandere Will Graham x Reader,please? (Poly relationship)

Yandere!Hannigram HCs

TW: yandere-trope, kidnapping, forced-cannibalism, Stockholm Syndrome 

Mentioned previously in Will’s yandere headcanons, he would feel extremely guilty about the obsessive feelings and dark thoughts he had of you. 

Hannibal is quit the opposite, he doesn’t see anything wrong with what he feels and doesn’t mind doing anything he can to make sure they had you. 

Therefore, Hannibal would heavily influence Will and encourage his obsession. Will’s guilty conscious would practically melt away quicker than if he wasn’t in a relationship with Hannibal already.

Telling him that it was natural and keeping the one you love locked away is simply because you want to make sure they were safe.

And there's nothing wrong with wanting your loved ones saved, correct?

With Will taking pictures of you while stalking you and Hannibal keeping notes about you, they basically make their own little (y/n) scrapbook.

They would team up when it's finally time to kidnap you and bring you to their home.

Hannibal is not afraid man-handling you if things went south. If you struggled or fought against them, he would quickly take you down.

Will still feels guilty of the bruise you had on your head. He hates having you hurt, especially when it's caused by him and his husband.

Hannibal's love languages are gift giving and quality time but that doesn't mean that he cannot be affectionate.

Even though Will is the most affectionate between the two, however, Hannibal is more subtle about it.

Lingering touches and quick forehead kisses are Hannibal's way of displaying affection.

Will would feel horrible about giving you punishments when you try slipping away.

Therefore, Hannibal would be the one in charge of disciplining you properly.

Most of them would be spankings and no, he is not gentle about it.

Will would definitely comfort you afterward while Hannibal would leave the two of you alone to make dinner.

Will would pull you close and whisper softly in your ear, stroking your hair while you sobbed into his shoulder.

Speaking of which, you will be following Hannibal's diet.

Will has gotten used to it already by this time, but he didn't want you traumatized by you seeing Hannibal cook.

Therefore, you are not allowed in the kitchen until everything is done.

Hannibal wouldn't tell you that you were consuming human flesh.

He's smart and knows that you would be more than freaked out if you found out the hard way.

However, he wouldnt deny it if you began to grow suspicious.

After being in captivity for almost a year, you have finally developed Stockholm Syndrome.

Hannibal and Will would be thrilled when you finally began returning their love.

However, Hannibal would know that it's simply because you have nobody else to be around and you were simply adapting to your situation.

He wouldn’t like it that you weren't naturally and truly in love with them but he would make do.

Will wouldn’t care.

They finally have your love and that's something he wouldn't waste.

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[untitled-writer-013]

hey ~ I Love your writing so much! Could I make a request where the slashers witnessing their shy s/o losing their temper because someone hurt or insulted them (the slashers) please?

Slashers x Fem!Shy!Reader, Hannibal Lecter x Fem!Shy!Reader x Will Graham, Henry Creel x Fem!Shy!Reader loses temper HCs

warning(s): slight hurt/comfort, mentions of murder, reader being angry

Thomas Hewitt:

Thomas had always seen (Y/n) as his sweet, shy darling. She had never lost her temper since they met. If she ever did get upset, she would excuse herself and let herself calm down before resolving the problem. That being said, when he heard his darling yelling at someone, he was ready to kill someone on the spot. He was worried that someone was hurting her, so when he ran outside and saw his darling telling off one of the victims, he was more than surprised. He watched in silence as she lectured them for insulting Thomas, letting out a frustrated breath once she was done. 

Nevertheless, Thomas was very impressed with his darling but would make sure she was alright. He knew that they must have said something really bad to make her so upset, so he’d reassure her that he was alright before offering to make her favorite for dinner. This would help her calm down, and Thomas would have the bonus of spoiling his darling.

Billy Lenz:

On one of the rare occasions that (Y/n) convinced Billy to go out on a date with her, a few people made fun of Billy for how he behaved and his frequent fidgeting. (Y/n) did her best to ignore them, usually steering Billy’s attention to taking pictures with his camera, which quickly distracted him from the disgusted glares and snickers from behind the couple. (Y/n) asked Billy to keep taking pictures while she took care of something, watching him leave before she turned to the nasty group of teens.

By the time Billy became bored and came back in, he watched as the teens cried while (Y/n) demanded to be left alone. They all either apologized or let out the last of their insults before leaving. Billy accidentally took a photo as everything played out, making (Y/n) turn to Billy in slight surprise. She let herself take a few deep breaths before going over to Billy, a small smile on her face as she reassured him that everything was alright before they went back to eating, Billy making sure to tell (Y/n) that he was just fine.

Brahms Heelshire:

Brahms had always adored how shy his darling could be at times. She was always so loving and patient with him, which was perfect since that was exactly what he needed. One day, the grocery boy came by to deliver the groceries that (Y/n) had asked for. As they were talking, Malcolm had made a degrading comment about Brahms, making her quickly slap him before she quickly asked him to get out. He sputtered and tried to apologize, but she was having none of it, telling him that she was fed up with how demeaning he was every time he visited. 

She was about to go on another lecture when Brahms entered the room, making both Malcolm and (Y/n) go quiet as he stepped in front of (Y/n), staring down Malcolm with a deadly look in his eyes. Malcolm soon took the hint, letting out a pathetic apology before he left. Brahms turned his attention to his darling, making sure she was alright before he asked her to make him something to eat, earning a small nod from (Y/n) as she let herself focus on Brahms.

Bo Sinclair:

Bo always took pleasure in teasing his darling. She was shy and polite, which only made teasing her all the more enjoyable for him. One day, when they had a group of victims passing through Ambrose, (Y/n) began to lose her patience. She remained polite for the most part, but Bo could tell that she was talking through gritted teeth. As the day went on, it seemed that (Y/n)’s patience wore thinner and thinner, not even capable of faking a smile as she told them not to mess with the wax figures yet again. Bo was more than confident that (Y/n) could handle herself, but just in case he stood nearby so she could get him if needed. However, she soon proved herself when one of the teens commented on Bo’s scars. 

She immediately turned around, slapping him as hard as she could before she firmly told him to never talk about his scars ever again, otherwise she would do more than just slap him. This earned a smirk from Bo, a mix of pride and anger in his face as he looked over at the teen, knowing he would enjoy murdering him later.

Vincent Sinclair:

Vincent had fallen head over heels for his darling. He was just as shy as she was, so they were practically perfect for each other. Vincent would always take time out of his day to check up on his darling. Whether it was to bring (Y/n) something to eat, or to simply spend some time with her, he always looked forward to his short visits with her throughout the day. During one of these short visits, he noticed that she was arguing with Bo. He quickly made his way order, ready to apologize to his brother when (Y/n) lost it, yelling that not everything revolved around his brother, while his brother seemed slightly taken aback. 

He quickly took (Y/n)’s hand, stopping her from escalating the argument before he took her to the basement. He helped her calm down, tracing her hands with his own as he reassured her that everything would be alright, promising to be there when things became too much for her.

Stu Macher & Billy Loomis:

Stu and Billy had never seen their shy darling blow up at someone ever since they started dating. They never thought they’d see (Y/n) yell at someone, but they watched as she chastised Randy for making jokes about the Woodsboro murders. She told him that they weren’t in one of his stereotypical horror movies, to which Randy shook his head as he tried to argue with her. It wasn’t until he made a joke about Sidney’s mother that she slapped him, causing him to flinch when she yelled at him to get lost.

 Stu and Billy had to hide their knowing looks, going over to their darling to make sure that she was alright before they offered to take her out, wanting to get something to eat before taking her out to the arcade. This seemed to satisfy her, making her smile as the three of them left to have a night out.

Jason Vorhees:

Jason had always adored his darling for her personality, she was always so caring and loving when it came to him. However, that never meant that she wouldn’t stand up for Jason when she needed to. Jason and (Y/n) had kept Camp Crystal Lake open, and usually worked on keeping the camp grounds clean. (Y/n) had been helping Jason with cleaning up the lake when a few of the kids staying there began to make fun of Jason. (Y/n) did her best to help Jason ignore them, but one kid joked about Jason’s looks, and that’s when (Y/n)’s patience ran out. She turned to them, beginning to yell at them for demeaning Jason while Jason watched in slight surprise. 

He tried to get her to calm down, reassuring her that he was alright, but she refused to let them go unpunished for what they had said. After she felt like they had learned their lesson, she let herself calm down before turning back to Jason, a gentle smile on her face before she asked him what he wanted for lunch, making him swoon for her all over again. She had taken the time to defend him and in the same breath make sure that he was taken care of. He made sure to show his appreciation for her, making her a flower crown with some of her favorite flowers so she knew that he would be there for her too.

Michael Myers:

Michael had never been good when it came to people. He killed people that he wanted to kill, which was usually everyone. All except his darling (Y/n), she was the one exception. She had intrigued him when he had made an attempt on her life, only for her to offer him something to eat. Since then, Michael had been staying with his darling, leaving every now and then to let out some of his frustration. While coming back from one of these outings, Michael overheard (Y/n) yelling at something, and he couldn’t help but become curious. He walked into the home, gripping his knife in hand as he approached the room she was in before he noticed his darling. 

She was yelling at one of her friends, clearly fed up with their comments on their relationship as she scolded them. Michael never understood why she was still friends with this person, but he found it entertaining that (Y/n) wanted to stand up to them. He waited for them to finish up, watching her friend leave as he placed his knife down, making sure he was mostly clean of blood before he pressed a kiss to her cheek, gently massaging her shoulders as he offered to fix her something to eat.

Hannibal Lecter & Will Graham:

The two men had known their darling for quite a while, and in all of the time they knew her, she had never had a major blow up. They assumed that she was just more quiet natured, and for the most part that was correct. She never raised her voice out of anger, and while she could stand her ground, she never really liked confrontation. But Hannibal and Will absolutely loved (Y/n), and as long as she wasn’t letting anyone use her for her kindness, they trusted that she could take care of herself. Hannibal and Will were picking up their darling from work when they overheard her yelling at someone. They exchanged a look between each other before walking over to see what had happened, watching as their darling told off one of their coworkers. Hannibal watched with slight amusement as (Y/n) continued to lecture the man, while Will watched with concern, hoping everything would turn out alright as she finished the conversation, heading over to the men when she was done.

“Is everything alright, cara mia?” Hannibal asked, making sure his darling was alright before she nodded, asking to be taken home since she was tired. They happily did so, just glad to have her home.

Henry Creel:

Henry had always loved his shy little darling. She was sweet and more precious to him than anything else in the world. One day, he had come back shopping when he overheard (Y/n) yelling at someone. He quickly made his way inside, prepared to confront whoever it was that had the audacity to enter his home and make (Y/n) upset, but he quickly paused when he noticed that she was on the phone, currently yelling at someone over the phone. She was talking to one of her friends, fussing at them for insulting her relationship. 

Henry let her wrap up the conversation, finally joining her once she had hung up. (Y/n) was surprised to see Henry there, apologizing for her outburst only for him to shake his head, smirking lightly as he pressed a kiss to her forehead. He was glad to know that she was proud to be in a relationship with him, planning on rewarding her for remaining loyal to him later.

~fin~ author's note: these boys love their shy little darling, but they love the flare that she has when she gets angry! <33

[aphroditelovesu]

Hi! I don't know if you are taking any requests, if you don't, just ignore this

Can you do headcanons of platonic yandere hannibal (2013 TV show) with a darling that looks like abigail hobbs? Can you add will Graham as well? Thank you!

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❝ 🍽 — lady l: I should have posted this yesterday but it ended up not being possible as a practical class in the laboratory, but here it is! I hope you like it, anon. Forgive me for any mistakes and good reading!! ❤️🥰

❝tw: obsessive and possessive behavior, manipulation, kidnapping, forced cannibalism and mention of death.

❝🔎pairing: platonic yandere!hannigram x gender neutral!reader.

After everything that had happened between them and Abigail, Hannibal and Will had no plans on trying to care for someone else anytime soon, if ever. They were starting their life together after Red Dragon and in a calm place where there was no danger of being found by the FBI when they met you.

When Hannibal and Will first met you, they initially kept a cautious distance. Still reeling from the events with Abigail, they were reluctant to make room for someone else in their lives. However, over time, you proved to be a comforting and intriguing presence. It didn't help that you remembered her in some ways. Maybe it was your looks or your personality, but they couldn't help but find it refreshing and bizarre at the same time how much you reminded them of her.

As the days passed, you showed a unique understanding of the complexities of the human mind, something that fascinated them deeply. Your calm presence and ability to adapt to your surroundings intrigued them. Will felt comfortable around you, something few people had the ability to do and Hannibal found himself drawn to the way you thought more and more.

Your presence brought a sense of normalcy to them, something they had long lost. You brought a good feeling to them, something they had lost along the way. It was Hannibal who convinced Will to "adopt", to bring you to live with them. Will, although a little reluctant to take you away from your family, eventually accepted. That was how you became part of their family and they had no intention of letting you go.

Hannibal was the one who brought you in and Will covered for him. Although they wanted to make you part of their twisted family in a "normal" way, plans quickly changed. The initial plans were to get close to you and manipulate you, make you hate your family so that you would realize that they were the only ones who could truly care for you.

But when it became clear that you didn't seem to respond to the manipulations, they decided to take another course of action. During one night when you were walking alone, much to their disapproval, Hannibal quickly knocked you out and brought you with him. You would finally be safe with them. Will placed you on the bed prepared for you, covering you as he tended to your sleep.

You would have to accept your place quickly or there will be consequences. Hannibal is a psychiatrist, he knows that what they did can inflict trauma on you and he will be patient with you for as long as you need, but if you are too stubborn or don't respond to the mandatory therapy he will give you, he is not against using other means to make you accept your place.

Hannibal will try to be patient with you and he will, will tolerate stubbornness to a certain extent, as he understands that it may be due to the stress of being taken away from your old life, but if you are too stubborn and even rude, he will have to teach you good manners. Hannibal does not tolerate rude people at all.

Will is more compassionate towards you, he knows and understands that it may be difficult for you to accept this new reality, so he will try to be understanding with you and he is. Will will always be by your side and although it seems like a kind action to him, in reality it becomes overwhelming. There will be no privacy, because he wants to be close to you and he believes he is helping you by not letting go of you.

He will try to cheer you up, spoiling you and even making you escape punishments that Hannibal might try to apply to you. Will is no saint, but he cares about you, a lot, and he doesn't want to see you hurt, whether physically or emotionally, so he will try to help you as much as he can. But he has his limits and if you don't cooperate, Will won't interfere with Hannibal's punishments.

As the days passed, you found yourself trapped in this new reality, surrounded by Hannibal and Will, each with their own motivations and methods. Hannibal, with his sharp and manipulative mind, tried to shape your perception of the world and your own identity, while Will, with his peculiar empathy, sought to comfort you amid the chaos that had become your life. It wouldn't be long before you gave in to Hannibal's manipulations, he'll be sure of that.

They like to think that they are great parents to you, better than your family ever was. Hannibal and Will love to spoil you and take care of you, the former being the one who buys you the most material things and the latter being quite clingy. Do you want something absurdly expensive and ridiculous? You got it, but only if you are a good child to them.

You will follow the Hannibal diet and there are no arguments about it. If you are vegetarian or vegan, however, he will not force you to eat meat but he will try to induce you to do so. He might cook separate portions for you, but there's disappointment evident on his face. But if you eat meat, you will try his favorite delicacy, lamb. Will isn't exactly the biggest fan of Hannibal's eating habits, but he has no problem eating and is pleased to see you eat. It makes you more close to them when you eat human flesh, you know?

They are extremely overprotective and possessive of you and will not tolerate potential love interests. Hannibal doesn't believe there is anyone good enough for you and Will hates the idea of ​​you being taken from them. Friends they can tolerate, but only if they are thoroughly analyzed by them and if they are a good influence on you.

Any injury that would be inflicted on you by someone, even if it is a chipped nail, will not be treated lightly. Hannibal will make sure whoever dared to hurt you is dealt with slowly and painfully and perhaps served to you later and Will will stay by your side, comforting you. No one can hurt you, no one other than them.

Once you became their child, someone they truly cared about, you would be doomed. They may care for you and even love you in their twisted way, but in the end, you will truly find yourself trapped. Hannibal and Will believe that the best way to take care of you is to keep you trapped, safe with them. And you can't run away because they will catch you and if that happens, you will never see the light of day again.

It's in your best interest to get used to them, to your new family. Hannibal has no problem breaking you down for this and Will will be there to pick up the pieces. After all, family always takes care of each other, right?

[pinkslashersimp]

i had a request in mind!! yandere! poly! will & hannibal after the fall (in an au where they moved out of the country and start a completely new life) with a very ditzy/oblivious but angelic s/o? maybe they accidentally bumb into them and are smitten! how would they go abt courting them? would they end up taking them for themselves after their obliviousness towards their obvious feelings for them? i love your work sm!!!

Thank u!:)

Will wasn’t on my character list at the time this was requested but, for you, (and because i’d like a challenge) i will give you some quality hannigram drabble content <3

excuse me for any errors at all, i’ve been a little preoccupied but hopefully this is up to standard:) i’ve tried to write best i can for will

TWS: yandere behaviour, murder, kidnapping, reader is GN and lowk a fucking dumbass

Yandere Hannigram x ditzy oblivious s/o🌷💗

Okay so let’s say you meet in your local grocery shop, you’re completely minding your own business scanning the shelves for free range eggs when you accidentally bodyslam bump into Will, who was standing next to you the entire time (also mindlessly scanning the shelves for eggs). Which sends you straight onto the floor beside your trolley

Will, aside from being a little alarmed at the fact you bumped into him and fell down, is completely smitten by you. The way your facial features perfectly complimented you and matched your voice and attitude, both angelic, soft, and confident. Your gentle laugh almost had him lost in a trance as you apologised profusely, lifting yourself from the floor and explaining you were trying to find the free range eggs, then asking if he had seen any, then babbling about how you’ll only eat specific ones but you’ve always wanted to try something new and-

“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry! I’m y/n, I totally bumped into um-“

“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry! I’m y/n, I totally bumped into um-“

“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry! I’m y/n, I totally bumped into um-“

“Will.”

“Will, yeah! anyway sorry I really have to go, don’t want my ice cream to melt” you part with a friendly laugh, leaving the store content but a little embarrassed after your fall

Hannibal looks down at will with an annoyed look, granted, he thinks you were very polite and kind to apologise for the inconvenience, but the babbling and ditzy personality irritates him a little

Will, on the other hand, quietly pleads with Hannibal in the middle of the now empty aisle to please please let him court you and date as a three.

Hannibal begrudgingly agrees.

So they both begin memorising when you go to the shop, and when you leave, and where you live.

You see them pop up much more often than usual, giving you a warm smile and wave before one of them approaches and tries to make an alright conversation, in an attempt to flirt, for as long as possible before you have to leave them to head back home

After a few weeks it becomes apparent you aren’t picking up on their very obvious hints at all

Like, at all.

The final straw for Will was when he noticed another man approaching you on your way back home one night, obviously with ill intentions, yet you let him, a stranger, walk beside you and talk to you

To Will, the fact someone would dare attempt to steal you from him and Hannibal angered him greatly. They had to be dealt with.

So, he waits until you’re inside your home, away from the ghastly act hes about to commit, and he swiftly snuffs the strangers life out like a match after dragging him into an alleyway

Will knows he can’t take you and cover up the murder alone, so he calls Hannibal to help him take you and hide away the murder he just committed.

Hannibal is less than pleased to hear and see what Will has just done.

Hannibal obviously would’ve preferred courting you normally, your obliviousness would’ve made it much easier to manipulate you. But, alas, thanks to Will it was now too late for that.

Taking you wasn’t easy, but keeping you in the house was. Your ditziness and obliviousness made it easy to have you believe there was no chance in escaping.

Hannibal is much more distant when you first begin living with them, cooking the meals and offering you a hand on the back every now and again so you know he supports you and wouldn’t hurt you, but ultimately keeping his distance in order not to scare you off

Will, however, is much more clingy, apologising to you for what he did and explaining how much he likes and would never hurt you, kissing your hands and telling you everything will be okay

They both let you have freedom around the house since they both believe you won’t manage to escape them.

[differentlovelover]

I would never hurt you

Hannigram x reader

A/n:I'm finishing up this show and I just adore these two characters alot- I mean who doesn't love them?!!!

Prompt- reader got a glimpse of Hannibal's actual meat he cooks. Will and Hannibal having to calm her down easing her mind.

Cw: mentions of frozen body part,cussing, breakdowns,passing out

You find yourself wondering how you really got into this situation. You Hannibal and will are now living together and now you three are in a polyamorous relationship as well. Well for starters you and will met from the murder of your ex boyfriend, you soon grew a interest in him only because of his psychic powers you called it at first but he was more then that. Soon he asked you if you needed therapy for the trauma and that's how you met Hannibal! The rest is History really. But today was the day your realized...do I actually know my lovers?

You found yourself mopping then you got to the door. The door Hannibal told you don't worry about nor touch because it's his private room. You looked around then at the door as you reached in the lamp next to it and get the key out then opens the door. You walk in to look around as you see a freezer and some cutting instruments too. You walk over as you look at it carefully then at the freezer as you open it and pick up the packet. You stare at it in fear as you drop it and back up fast to run out only to run into Hannibal's chest face first "what are you doing in here Y/n?" His calm face stayed put but his eyes glimpse of anger. You look up at him as you shake your head panicking as you run past him and out the room.

"y/n let's talk about this darling what did you see?" Hannibal followed after you. You shakily go into the study "w-will w-we need to go! Please I'm begging you!" You cry to him as you grab his hand. He narrows his eyebrows "what? What happened" he stands "h-he has h-he has a heart-" you blinked as you look behind you to see him. Will sighs "y/n..hey hey" he pulls you into his arms caressing your head. Hannibal looked at will then at you as he observed. "I know your scared y/n..but why would he hurt you after all this time?" Will raised his eyebrow. You look at him as you mumble "w-what?" "I mean come on" he sighs gently wiping your tears "he would of been killed you." "W-will I dont-' i- don't understand?" You shake your head. He mumbles "how about you rest and we will talk when your more calm" he nods at hannibal.

You turn as Hannibal grabs you and push a cloth over your face. You fight it until the sleep takes over you. Hannibal stares down at you as he sighs gently "to soon darling."Hannibal says as Will walks over and rubs your cheek gently. He picks up your legs as Hannibal lays you down in there shared bed. Hannibal looked over at you as you rested. Will mumbles "she will be okay. I'm sure she would understand..just like Abigail did" he watched you as you layed there. Hannibal nods gently looking down at you as he rubs your cheek.

"I would never hurt you."

[jokingmisfit]

Idk if he asks are open but if so I am on my knees BEGGING what would yan will and Hannibal do if darling moaned there name in their sleep

Ok, ok, ok, this is sooo good. I did use female parts, but if you want a male version let me know!

Moaning Sensually

It most likely happens because you all haven't found time to "play" in a bit and convincing Hannibal to deter from your sleep schedule is very, very, hard to do.

They both noticed it, but Will honestly thought he was just imagining it, and Hannibal thought it was just a once kind of thing. You've never done it before. However you kept moaning, and soon you were even grinding your hips into nothing.

God... It drove them crazy. They watched for a while. Eventually it was Will who couldn't take it anymore.

Will, will move you slowly trying not to startle you. He'll move his leg right in between yours. He positions it perfectly so your clit get stimulated with each grind you give. In your sleep you'll continue to practically hump his leg.

Hannibal was content to watch this all happen. He found it fascinating. Your reactions and Wills. However even he couldn't ignore his cock hardening in his sleep pants.

Soon Hannibal will also be playing with your sleeping body. He'll kiss and bites the back of your neck, while Will moves closer to finger your cunt.

They get so bold you'll slowly start to wake up to them having their way with your body. Your shock doesn't last but a few seconds.

When they become aware you're awake they take things one more step. Both burrowing their dicks in your holes. Despite the pain and pleasure they'll coax you to go back to sleep. Hannibal and Will will even agree to stop all attacks on your body till you drift off again.

They love the thought of you having no idea what's happening as they fuck you. If you try to move they'll hold you down.

Once you're asleep again they'll start slowly thrusting. They'll indulge in your sleepy moans and the disturbed thoughts in their heads.

The next morning you'll wake up still stuffed with their cocks. You'll be filled with their cum. You'll be covered in hickeys, bruises, and bite marks. You'll have very little recollection of what transpired.

Later Will and Hannibal will talk with (manipulate) you about this being a regular occurrence. In all honesty they just love you being so defenseless. And they love you.

[rose-lunaire]

Hi! I would like to make two requests for nbc Hannibal characters!

1. First kiss

2. Them having an obsession on reader

If you can please focus more on Bedelia and Hannibal. Thank you!😊🌻

hello sweetie, i already wrote a bit about obsessed boys in the past, so let me fulfill the first part of your request. thanks for reaching out and enjoy!

nbc hannibal characters having their first kiss with reader

pairings: hannibal x gn!reader, will x gn!reader, bedelia x gn!reader

warnings: none spotted

hannibal lecter

i see him making the first move quickly compared to the others

when he sees something he likes, wants he just goes for it

prefers to deal with the consequences of his actions much rather than the aftermath of not taking his chance

so it was your fourth date and he was waiting for you just outside the restaurant

and just when he was getting bored, he saw you: eyes glimmering, smile radiating off your features

he greeted you with a polite nod, to which you replied with an excited squeal and both hand waving his way

“hannibal” you exclaimed, running the last meters up to him

and he just kissed you

wanting to capture the sound of his name on your lips, engrave this moment in his mind and never let it go

drinking the vibrations like a starved vampire would drain his last meal

he asserts his claims towards you, professing his attachment and respect all in that one kiss

surprised and a little flustered, you were the first one to pull away

“whoa, someone’s eager to see me” you teased, chuckling your blush away

hannibal quickly regained his poise and extended his arm for you

“you don’t even realize how much”

will graham

he knows he has problems and doesn’t want to pull anyone into it

especially someone so genuine and caring as you

so after months of playing hide-and-seek with his feelings, he finally accepted you invitation to dinner

at 8 o’clock he finds himself reluctantly knocking on your door

you wanted this date to feel cozy and away from any prying eyes, so you’d both feel comfortable

you wanted will so open up so bad, after being colleagues for so long and never ever getting close to talking for more than five minutes

yet you felt such closure every time your eyes locked like with no one else

it was a warm evening, filled with quiet laugh and longing looks

ended with a small peck, a goodbye gift and a promise

will visibly uneasy and vulnerable

so you whispered “thank you”

“no, thank you”

there is definitely a next date coming

bedelia du maurier

she really likes to keep control of all that happens around her

and you’re the only one whose actions she can’t seem to predict

wild breeze bringing sanity into her awfully insane life

she appreciates your perspective on things, doesn’t always likes it but she’s grateful for your willingness to help

slowly, she begins to trust you and so your weekly talks become a much awaited tradition

one night, after one too many glasses of red wine, bedelia just opens up

talks how she can’t ever stop looking over her shoulder, how she questions every single decision, how she can’ stop analysing a mere gesture or word

but not with you

she’s really not the person to talk about her feelings, it’s like there’s always a mask on her face

but at that moment, it just dropped revealing a beautiful and vulnerable creature

and you just kiss her

it’s passionate and comforting, reassuring and fiery

the wall around bedelia falls down spectacularly just as she starts to build a new one: around the both of you

giving away protective glances to any nosy bystanders, she’s brimming with happiness and relief

[samalong1]

I’m not sure if you take requests but could you do Hannibal or hannigram (your choice!) with a darling who eats a lot? Like they’ll eat four times their weight in food and still have room for dessert?

Of course I'm doing Hannibal cause I'm bad with throuples.

Hannibal x hungry reader

While his cooking is plentiful between meals he doesn't really have snacks

He never really was a snack person so he just has food for cooking

This'll probally just make you eat more at meals

At meals he loves to watch you eat how "feral" you get by his cooking

He loved to cook for you. With you he can cook more dishes and not have to worry about leftovers going bad (or even having any)

At parties and such he requests you keep it on the tamer side

He asks that you subtly get seconds when the event has died down so you won't get in caterers way and draw attention

Also not to eat like a animal

You don't need to know the difference between 20 forks but please atleast use one

While he's stricter at parties any guest who comments on your absurd eating habits. He'd happily feed them to you

I don't think he really does dessert or baking

If you behave he may get some stuff strictly for dessert

He'll occasionally feed you in sensual moments

Him gently holding your chin as he slowely shifts the fork into your mouth letting you taste the liver of the man that winked at you and dared whistle at you

He won't leave the table till your done eating as he won't want to be rude

Often he'll be sipping wine as he watches you eat your 3rd plate

He'll try and make more filling dishes

But after realizing that you just like to eat and aren't always hungry he'll change his tactic

He diesnt believe in diet culture but does know that too much of any food can have side effects and that you need variety

He'll cook "snacks"(that are just mini meals you have throughout the day) with thst in mind

Of course his mire vulgar cuts of meat are hidden well. Tucked deep into the freezer so you won't find it when searching for stray icecream

Few will/Hannigan hcs

Will reuses butter cookie tins for his fish hook and lines often leading to your betrayel

Hannibal won't buy snack foods but Will would. But he'll eat some himself if there is any after you open the container

Will probslly shops at Costco for your eating habits

Hannigram once pulled a joke where they added more and more salt to your food over time

[fruityspaceboy]

Will: You said some very hurtful things, which you can never take back… I don’t see how we can ever get over this!

Hannibal: Will, Im Sorry.

Will: *sorrowfully* Ohw that’s alright

[totally-not-a-cannibal-hannibal]

To My Taste

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Part 5: Cornered Animal

Masterlist

⚠️Warnings⚠️ Talk of childhood abuse, mention of death, a bit of gore, and gaslighting.

       "Your hand is bleeding, did you cut it on something?" Hannibal asked as he picked up my hand. I must have bit too far down on a few of them. My nail beds looked like they lost a fight with a weed wacker. 

        "No, I was biting the skin." I say as I try to pull my hand back but he keeps it in his grasp. 

        "I have a first aid kit, one moment." He says as he lets go of my hand finally and goes to the kitchen. He returned shortly after with the kit. 

        "This isn't necessary, I just picked the skin too much. It happens." I say as I keep my hands closed in a fist. Hannibal readys some cotton balls with some kind of antiseptic solution. Once he was ready he kneeled down in front of me and took my hand. 

          "The mouth can be a very nasty place, biting at your cuticles like this is just inviting infections. This shouldn't sting." He said as he rubbed the cotton balls gently over my small wounds. I winced a bit and tried to curl my fingers inwards. He laid my hand on my knee, palm down so my fingers couldn't escape him. 

        I didn't have the highest pain tolerance and the dull stinging almost made me whimper. Hannibal's eyes flick up towards me. It was embarrassing to think I was squirming so much from a little antiseptic solution. He blew gently on my fingers once he was done applying the solution. His breath seemed to take the sting away. "How long have you experienced Dermatophagia?" 

        "What? Oh is that skin biting? I don't know. I sucked my thumb till I was 13. I guess this is what replaced it. I don't normally do it anymore."

        "Only when stressed?" He questioned as he put Band-Aids on three of the worst fingers. 

        "Yeah. I thought I kicked it." I say finally pulling my hands away from him. 

         "Do you have an oral fixation?" He asked in all earnest. Even after all I had been through today I was tempted to make a dirty joke but I was worried it might embarrass him. 

        "That's awfully Freudian of you, Dr. Lecter" I say with a smirk to make sure he knows I was just teasing. He lets out a soft chuckle.

        "I suppose you are right but a broken clock is right at least twice a day." He says with a small smile. 

        "Maybe I do, I'm not really sure." I had a few ex-boyfriends who'd say I did but I couldn't really say that to Hannibal now could I?

       "Are you hungry? You must be, you haven't eaten since last night." Hannibal says as he stands up. 

        "No, not really."

        "Humor me and have some carrot slices with me." He says as he heads towards the kitchen. I sigh as I get up to follow him.  

         He got some long carrots from his fridge and grabbed a long sharp knife to cut them in slivers. 

         "Have any ranch?" I ask as I sit up at the bar. 

         "I do not but I have some leftover hummus I made." 

         "Oh that sounds good." I say as I crunch down on a carrot. He smiles and gets the small tub of hummus. 

         "I was thinking about it and you have an appointment tomorrow with me. I can't promise Will will give us anytime alone tomorrow. It might be easier to have it tonight. I have a home office we can use." It made sense and I did have a lot on my mind. 

          "That works for me. So you noticed Will's clinginess too?" I ask feeling a little embarrassed for some reason. Hannibal nods as he takes a bite of carrot. He looked like he was trying to choose his next words very carefully.

       "He is very fond of his friends. He doesn't bond with people easily. I think that only exacerbates how passionate he can be about the ones he cares for. It didn't make you uncomfortable did it?"

       "No, of course not. I love cuddling as much as the next girl. It was just unexpected from him."

        "He enjoys your company a fair bit. The job requires him to get too close to monsters such as the one who attacked you. Perhaps the lines blurred for him a bit. This killer has become obsessed with you or rather killing you, and Will must empathize with him to catch him."

        "You don't think he'd try to hurt me? Will gets pretty invested in the minds of these killers but he doesn't become them."

        "I don't think Will would hurt you intentionally but his recent behavior towards you might be a side effect of his empathizing with your attacker but how different are love and obsession truly?" 

        The question seemed so odd coming from Hannibal. It was an insane notion to make. Could he really think that or was he just playing devil's advocate for an argument no one had made. 

        We finished our snack of carrots and he took me to his office. He had me sit down in the chair in front of his desk. The lights in here were dim making the office feel cozy and relaxing. He sat down at his desk and pulled out a notepad and pen. 

         "Speaking of Sigmund Freud, tell me more about your mother." He said gently but there was no hint of a joke. I laughed a little unsure if he was serious.

        "Well now that you mention it I am attracted to older women."

        "I am asking genuinely. Tell me about her. You must know her well, it just being you two." I was surprised he actually wanted to hear about her. I did all I could to try and not to think about her that much in all honesty. His phrasing bothered me. It just being you two.

        "Well honestly it wasn't just us for part of my childhood. I had a little sister just two years younger." I grin remembering her little face lit up by the sun in the summer. Hannibal's eyes softened a bit. 

         "You had a little sister? No longer?" He asked, his tone was different somehow I couldn't place it.

        "She had an accident when we were kids… I rather not talk about Madeline. It was ages ago, feels like a different life." I look up at Hannibal letting him see the tears threatening to fall down my face. 

          "I understand more than you know. My apologies, please tell me about your mother. What was her name, her job?" He pushed the tissue box closer to me but I was determined not to need them. I take a second to force the tears back down then I speak. 

         "There isn't too much to tell. Her name is Sarah, she's 47 years old. And she is a librarian."

          "47 is very young to have a daughter your age."

          "Yeah, that's the abstinence only rule for you. She was a teen mom. She was 16 when she had me." 

          "Lydia, can I be candid with you? It is a practice of mine to do background checks on my patients. Your last name had some interesting results. What I'm saying is I know what your mother actually did as a profession. It's nothing to be ashamed of." He spoke carefully and clearly. I felt a knot in my stomach when he explained. If he saw police reports then he knew what happened to Madeline. 

           "That is incredibly invasive and just plain creepy! Why the fuck would you need to do a background check on me! I had many done before I could join the FBI. You knew I didn't have a criminal record or any outstanding parking tickets, you were just snooping!" I wanted to stand up and walk away but where would I walk to? It was his house after all. 

        He leaned on his desk folding his hands together and nodded as I scrutinized him. 

       "You may call it snooping if you wish but it is a practice of mine. I did it for Will and I'll do it for any other patients I may have in the future. It is for my safety but also I find it useful to know if a patient is being truthful with me. I am telling you this so I can let you know you shouldn't be ashamed." He spoke softly but firmly as he stared at me from across his table. 

         I squirmed a bit in my seat feeling uncomfortable about the invasion of privacy I felt.

         "What am I supposed to say? My mom was and still is an alcoholic prostitute? That's not a pretty picture to paint of my own mother. I didn't lie because I'm ashamed of her, I lied to protect her reputation. She always loved to read so I tell people she is a librarian." I was so mad at him, if I hadn't just had the second worst day of my life I would have probably chewed him out.

         "I don't care what your mother did for a profession. I care how she treated you. Prostitution is a perfectly valid form of employment. Your anger is understandable though. What was she like as a mother? Be honest with me, imagine your mother is not your own. How would you describe her parenting methods?" I was pissed but there was something freeing about the thought of being able to say what I have been feeling my whole life.

         "She had no parenting method. She was hardly a parent. She was a child taking care of a child. She did her best but her mother's trauma became her's and thus it became mine. Before Madeline's death she was okay, a little flighty but we always had food and the house was clean enough but after… Well she took Maddie's death pretty hard." I absent-mindedly brought my finger up to my lips to chew at the gnarled skin. Hannibal stiffened up in his seat and cleared his throat. The taste of the antiseptic on my fingers lingered in my mouth reminding me not to chew.

        "Lydia what happened to Madeline?" He asked as he clicked his pen and wrote something down. I scoffed when he asked. 

        "You did a background check on my family, you saw the death certificate. Fill in the blanks."

        "This is true, I know it was deemed an accidental death but I'd like to hear it from you. Please share this with me." The audacity of him to ask me to share my pain with him when he already knows the story. 

         "Why should I? What do you get out of this Hannibal? Do you get off to sob stories or something? Do you get hard seeing people cry?" It was rude, harsh, down right malicious but I was mad, hurt and frankly scared to relive that day again. He didn't seem to bat an eye at my accusations. He loosened his tie just a bit and leaned back in his chair. 

          "I had a young sister whose name was Mischa. She passed when we were very young. I understand your pain to a degree, the loss of a younger sibling can make the older sibling feel responsible. No matter what happened that day it wasn't your fault Lydia." 

         "Shut up Hannibal. You don't know anything. It was my fault." I was careful not to raise my voice at him. I was scared if I started to scream I wouldn't stop. "Fuck…" I licked my lips and began to pick at my nails. He was just trying to help even if I didn't understand how talking about it would be beneficial. "I'm sorry Hannibal, it's still so fresh. And I'm sorry to hear about your sister. She would have been proud of you." Hannibal nodded solemnly. 

       "Thank you, I appreciate that Lydia." He says looking at me with a melancholy filled expression. 

       "Do you really want to know?" I ask, looking away from him.

       "I want you to feel safe enough to want to share this with me." He said as he closed his notepad. 

       I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, I was afraid if I looked at his somber face I wouldn't be able to stop myself from crying.

        "It was pouring that day, as you can imagine with our mom's line of work Madeline and I would play outside, often raining or not. I loved playing tag, of course I did, I always won because Maddie was so much shorter than me. She was only 8, in hindsight tag was really unfair. She wanted to play house. I should have just played house with her. she was such a good little sister and would play tag with me no matter how much she hated it." With my eyes closed I could see her cherub-like face staring at me. 

        I opened my eyes quickly and kept them on the floor as I continued. "Mom always told us not to run on that fucking hill but it was so much fun to play on when it was dry. It was covered in trees enough to make it a pretty well wooded area. If you ever lost your footing there was always a tree to stop your fall." The tears came quickly as I realized the irony of that statement. 

         "I told her that mom wouldn't care if we played tag up there. I said I'd be it first so she didn't have to be. I gave her a head start once. I started to chase her, That's when it happened. Her little foot slipped off some exposed rock. She fell so fast I wasn't even sure what happened. I just heard a scream and she was gone." I began to sob remembering the sound of her shrill cries. "I don't know what tree did it, she hit so many on the way down but one almost knocked her head clean off. By the time I got down to her she wasn't moving. I kept screaming her name but she wouldn't respond." Hannibal stood up and kneeled down in front of me. I moved my eyes again so I wouldn't have to look at him. 

        "I don't know what made me think this but I just kept thinking if I could get her back to the patio, which was home base, she'd be okay. I carried her back home. Mom must have heard the screams because she ran out to meet us. She kept screaming at me, she kept asking what happened to her baby. She took her from my arms and I never saw her again."

         He tried to hand me tissues but must have realized I wasn't going to take them so he started to dry my tears for me. 

        "She treated you like it was your fault?" He asked as he sat on the arm of the chair and rubbed my back. I nodded trying to compose myself.

      "She still hates me for it. She wouldn't let me say her name for years. She said I didn't have a right to. I'd cry for her to comfort me. That's all I ever wanted from her was comfort, to feel safe. She would never give that to me after Maddie died. Her way of punishing me I guess."

       "You were a ten year old little girl. She was wrong for blaming you. She should have cared more for her living daughter. I'm sorry she didn't. You didn't deserve that." He spoke softly, letting me gather myself. 

       "Is that enough? Can I stop now please?" I choke out as I lean against him. 

        "Yes thank you for sharing something so personal with me." He stroked my hair slowly. In any other situation I would have pulled away, but right now I would take any reassurance I could get. After a few moments like this I evened out and regained what little dignity I walked into the office with.

       "Can I take a shower or something? I'm sweating more than Will." I say with a chuckle.

        "Yes, that's a good idea. I'll wash your clothes for you and find you something to sleep in." Normally I'd argue about having someone else do my laundry but I was too tired to argue about anything. 

       I took the longest shower of my life even after the water ran cold I stayed in. After almost an hour I came out feeling like a new woman. My freshly washed clothes and a shirt of Hannibal's was waiting for me on the sink. I got around and came out. 

         Hannibal had prepared dinner in the meantime as well. It was some kind of salad.

       "Hannibal this is too much. I don't know how I can ever repay you. I can't help but feel like a burden." I say as I sit down at the table with him. 

        "Stop that, you have been through quite the ordeal today. I'm happy to do what I can to relieve even the smallest  amount of stress I can for you." He was having some kind of red meat I couldn't identify but it looked good.

        We ate our food and chatted a bit until there was a thud in the basement yet again. I acted like I didn't hear it. I could see from the corner of my eye Hannibal was looking at me. Like he was waiting to see if I acknowledged it. 

       "Are you scared that man will come here?" I ask, picking at my colorful salad. Hannibal wipes his mouth with a napkin and clears his throat. 

         "I am worried he may try. I have no doubt it would be a grizzly encounter for you or him." He leans back in his seat as he looks at me. I snicker a little at his blind confidence in my ability to fight this man off a second time.

       "Me? Oh no if I see him again I'm high tailing it. I got away once I don't need a round two."

       "You maimed him which is no small feat, you are a fighter. I have no doubt you will do anything to ensure your next breath. An animal is at its most dangerous when cornered." His tone was strange. If I didn't know him I'd think he was excited by the thought.

        "Is that what I am? A cornered animal?" 

        "You are a survivor." It was a grim conversation and he seemed to realize that but made no attempts to change the subject. "If he comes here we will lock ourselves in a room and wait for law enforcement." He says as he stands up to take his plate. "Are you finished?" He asked as he held his hand out to take my plate.

        "Yeah, let me come with you." I say with a smile as I get up with my plate in tow. We went to the kitchen and cleaned off our plates. He looked down at his watch.

         "Do you think you will be able to sleep tonight?" He asked, sticking the plates In the sink. A laugh escaped my lips before I could stop it.

       "Probably not but I have my phone. I'll just do some reading or watch something." Hannibal didn't seem satisfied with my answer. 

      "I could give you something to help you sleep. A legal prescription of course."

        "Oh no it sounds bad but at least if I'm awake I'll know if something is wrong. I can run or lock myself in or something." 

        "I have an alarm system, I also should be up late tonight. I have some work I have been neglecting. I worry that sleep deprivation will only worsen your anxiety. My professional opinion would be to take something, my personal opinion just happens to match. I have a guest bedroom with no windows, you could lock yourself in. He won't be able to reach you." Some sleep like last night's did sound nice. I was worried after the wings I wouldn't have another good night's sleep for a while. 

        "If you think it's best then I guess it's alright." I say still a bit unsure. He smiled and led me to this windowless room he talked about. It seemed like an interior room but I wasn't sure what rooms were around it. 

       "Lay down, I'll go get the medication, I should have some samples left." He left the room and I got into bed. It was impressive how every bed in this house was more comfortable than the last. 

        Hannibal returned with two small pills and a glass of water. He handed them to me. I looked at them for a second. Even if I asked what they were that really wouldn't tell me much, I'm not a pharmacist. I just popped them in my mouth and took a sip of water. Hannibal took the glass from me and helped me get settled in. 

        "Would you like the TV on?" He asked as he picked up a remote. I just nod looking up at him. The medicine seemed to be very fast acting. I felt light and sleepy already. He switched on the TV to some talk show. The volume was so low I couldn't hear it.

         "Will you stay a minute?" I asked, my eyelids threatened to close while I spoke. 

         "Of course." He pulled an armchair over to the side of the bed. He sat with his legs crossed and his hands folded neatly on his knee. He watched me as my eyes closed slowly. He spoke again but I wasn't sure what he said. I just nodded in response. It wasn't long before I drifted to sleep. 

           I woke up in a much darker room. The only light came from the TV he had left on. The chair still sat next to my side of the bed. I wasn't sure what time it was and had no way of telling from inside this room. I was going to go back to sleep when I heard a mechanic whirling, some kind of power tool. It reminded me of an electric saw. The sound continued for a few more minutes before turning off. 

           My head was still fuzzy and my limbs felt weak but I was dying to know what that sound was. Could it be Will back? What would he be doing with power tools? 

          Using the armchair I helped myself up and slowly walked to the door. I jiggled the knob and fumbled with it before realizing Hannibal locked the door behind himself when he left. Feeling embarrassed I didn't figure that out sooner I turned the lock and opened the door.

         I couldn't remember where this room was in his house so I carefully wandered the halls looking for the source of the sound. I found the familiar hall Will and I had slept in last night. Just before I was able to enter it I saw Hannibal coming out from his basement again. He had a phone pressed against his ear. My eyes were having problems focusing but I could have sworn he was in some kind of clear raincoat that looked to have some kind of red splattering.

        "How is it going?" He asked the person on the phone. I ducked back around the corner when he turned to face my direction. "She is sleeping soundly. I am just preparing for a dinner party I have next week." He  continued speaking as he walked right past me. I pressed myself against the wall to try and blend in. I was now thankful for the darkness of this part of the house. 

     With his back to me as he walked away I held my breath. His raincoat now in a better light I could see the red splatters had to be from blood. I needed to see what was in that basement. It all must be some kind of misunderstanding. 

       Once Hannibal was out of sight I creeped my way to the basement door. He hadn't locked it back. I open the door quickly and keep the light off as I walk down the stairs painstakingly slow.

         It was an invasion of privacy for me to be snooping around his basement but he started it when he ran a background check on me. I was kicking myself for not bringing my phone to use as a light. 

         There was a soft yellow light from some kind of machine in the corner of this dank room. It was freezing down here. My bare legs had goosebumps and I was starting to shiver.

         Next to the machine was a light switch. I took a chance and flipped it. An overhead fixture flooded the room with light. The machine was some kind of table saw. It was covered in what I can only assume was blood. My eyes widened. I was still under the effects of the sleeping pills so my movements were slow and I was having a hard time trusting my eyes. 

        I backed away and bumped into a chest freezer. Without thinking I threw the lid open and saw perfectly wrapped sections of meat. It was starting to make sense. Hannibal was just packing his own meat down here. He was probably scared I'd be disgusted if I saw all the blood and meat. Next to this freezer was an identical one. I smirked to myself and figured he'd just have more meat in this one so I opened it. 

           I had to cover my mouth to stop myself from screaming. There was a packaged torso of a man. It almost looked like a Halloween decoration. There were more parts under this torso. I dared to reach in. It was so cold I felt my fingertips burn when I picked up what looked like a calf. On it was a tattoo of a tiger. All the blood seemed to be drained from the parts. I dropped it quickly and closed the lids. I wasn't sure what was going on but I wasn't going to stick around to find out. I turned the light off and crawled up the stairs to ensure I didn't fall. I opened the door slowly but made the mistake of not looking behind it. 

           As soon as I closed the door I was grabbed from behind. They grabbed me around my waist and tried to lift me off my feet. I dropped my weight and swung an elbow back at the person. We both fell backwards onto the ground, I rolled off them quickly. It was Hannibal. I must have gotten him in the nose, it was bleeding all over his nice white shirt. 

           He didn't look angry, or like he even wanted to hurt me. He seemed so calm it made me pause until he tried to grab my leg. I screamed and used a doorknob to pull myself and stumbled down the hall. He followed close behind, clearly he didn't feel like he needed to rush. 

         "Lydia just calm down." I didn't bother responding. I wasn't sure where I was even trying to run to. I turned back around to see how close he was and he was gone. It didn't make any sense none of it. I dragged myself to a random bedroom. It must have been Hannibal's because it looked like a master bedroom complete with an ensuite bathroom. This was probably the furthest place from the front or back door.

        I was screwed. I survived one killer only to be eaten by my therapist. I closed the bedroom door and looked for a spot to hide. If only Will was here. What if he knew about this? 

        For such a big room there weren't many places to hide. In desperation I got on the floor and hid under his bed.  

        No less than a minute after I found my hiding spot I saw the door open slowly. Hannibal's socked feet slowly passed the bed and opened the closet. I could see some kind of syringe in his hand. It was terrifying how little noise he made as he moved.

         I covered my mouth scared he might hear me breathe. This had to be a nightmare. Maybe I was still sleeping. How could my polite, kind friend be a murder, not only a murder but a cannibal too.

         Tears rolled down my face as he silently checked his room. The door was left half opened. If I was quiet and quick I might be able to slip out. 

          My attention was on the possible escape route when I realized Hannibal was standing right next to the bed. He slowly got down on his hands and knees and looked me right in the eye. I screamed as he grabbed my arm and pulled me from the underside of the bed. He rolled me on  my back as I squirmed and kicked at him. We struggled for a moment together but he was so much stronger then he looked. He pressed his knee into my hip and held my shoulder down with one hand as he pulled the cap off of the syringe with his mouth. 

          "Just relax." He said before jamming the needle into my neck. I screamed out and tried to buck him off me but my mad thrashing only made his knee press harder against me. I tried to grab at the needle in my neck but he pulled it out as soon as I pushed the plunger down. 

        "Don't kill me Hannibal! Please!" I screamed at him as he removed his knee. I tried to get up but the world was spinning around me.

        "There is nothing you can do, just lay still so you don't hurt yourself." His voice sounded so far away. He didn't look like broke a sweat fighting with me. He wasn't human he couldn't be. No human could be so calm after doing something like this. 

         He picked me up in his arms and leaned me against him as he rubbed with two fingers, the spot he stuck the needle in. 

         I could feel whatever it was he stuck me with start to make its way into my veins much quicker than before, my body was completely paralyzed. My face stuck in his shoulder I couldn't see anything and I couldn't move. My arms were folded in between us and my legs dangled, my toes brushed against the floor as he moved my face to see if I was still awake. He made a disapproving sound as he realized my eyes were still opened and I still seemed to be alert enough to look afraid. "It will be over soon, I am sorry my friend."

        I could feel myself slipping slowly, my eyes softened and I could no longer feel my limp body at all. My eyes closed and I passed out.

         I felt someone brush the hair from my face. I tried to open my eyes but I didn't seem to be able to yet. 

         "Explain it to me again. She hit you?" It was Will's voice, was it Will touching me right now?

          "Yes I think she was hallucinating, perhaps it was a negative reaction to the medication I gave her. She didn't seem lucid." Hannibal said as his voice grew closer. I tried to open my mouth to scream but couldn't. Will must have noticed my twitching. 

            "Lydia? Are you awake?" He asked. Slowly my eyes opened. Whatever he injected me with was strong. I could hardly move. I looked around and realized I was still in Hannibal's room. Why did this psychopath put me in his bed? I whimpered out to Will as Hannibal loomed over his shoulder. He had a big bruise across his nose. 

         I wiggled my toes trying to get movement back. Will looked so worried and as he should there was a cannibal right behind him. I tried to speak but just a small squeak passed my lips. My head was still swimming but I wasn't going to give up. Hannibal leaned past Will and put his fingers to my neck and checked his watch. 

        "She's coming around, her pulse is picking up." Hannibal said. I tried to pin his fingers against my neck using my head but he just slipped his hand away. I felt like I wanted to explode. I have never experienced anything more frustrating. 

        "Take it slow. Hannibal had to give you some major sedatives."

        "No!" I choked out as I stared daggers at Hannibal. I was getting my functions back. He was done for. I'd get Will to check his basement and he'd see for himself. "Basement, Will." I said slowly, still staring down Hannibal who looked as calm as always. Will shook his head. 

        "It's alright Hannibal already told me what happened, do you remember?" Will asked, I shook my head up and down. 

       "He's not mad at you, it's okay." I looked at Will quickly realizing Will didn't understand. I tried to push myself up on my elbows. 

        "He eats… people, Will. Look… at basement." I panted out. Will chuckled a little bit  and nodded. 

        "Of course he does. Why don't you rest a bit more than we can talk." He said as he tried to push me back down to lay flat. He thought I was still delirious. 

       "I think I understand what happened here." Hannibal said as he sat down on the other side of his bed. "She must have gotten down in my basement. I was cutting up some venison earlier." Hannibal looked down at me and pulled the covers up around me more. Will sighs and nods. 

        "No, there… was a human body, a torso, a-and… more um parts. Take me to the basement… I'll show you." I was getting riled up. Thankfully I was starting to come around more. It became less hard to think of the right words I needed to use. Will looked at Hannibal who didn't seem worried. 

       "She will have to be carried, I'm afraid it's a bit of a mess down there but I'm willing to endure any embarrassment to prove my innocence, agents. " He says with a slight air of a joke. 

       Will carried me down the stairs. The basement looked just as I left it. Hannibal had to be crazy he was so close to being caught by two federal agents and he didn't seem to care. 

         "There, the one closest to the wall." I said pointing to the freezer. Will nodded and tried to set me on my feet so he could check. Hannibal tried to reach over to steady me but I felt safer leaning against the table saw. 

         Will opened the freezer and reached in to pull out some wrapped meat. 

       "This is definitely just deer Lydia." He said as dug to the bottom and pulled out more of the same looking meat. 

       "Show her the other one, so she isn't frightened of me. It should be pork. Perhaps that is what you saw, Lydia. Hannibal said as he moved a bit closer to me. I used the machine to keep upright while I made my way to the wall to lean against. 

        Will opened the other freezer and pulled out just what Hannibal had said. Pig and lots of it. These were full parts of legs with hooves and even a pig head. All sealed in airtight plastic wrap.  

         "No no he did something. He moved the body. There was a tattoo I saw it!" I yelled. My hand slipped from the wall, Hannibal grabbed me before I could fall. "Get off me!" I screamed as he used his body to hold me up. I was still so dizzy and weak. I was having a hard time keeping track of stuff. Will pulled out a package that seemed to hold a hind leg of a pig. On it was a serial number of some kind. I froze looking at it. 

         "Was this the tattoo you saw?" Will asked as he brought it over so I could get a better look. I started to feel embarrassed, could I have really made such a big mistake. I looked up at Hannibal and his poor nose. Maybe something was wrong with me. 

       "Hannibal I- it seemed so-" 

       "It's okay Lydia, this was my fault. I shouldn't have given you medication you had never taken before. I believe you had a bad reaction to it." Hannibal said, still holding onto me. I felt like I was going crazy. 

        "Hannibal your nose…" I whimper out feeling horrible I hit him so hard. 

         "No, this was my fault as well. I shouldn't have tried to restrain you. Now let's get you out of this basement." 

          This time Hannibal picked me up to carry me up the stairs. I think even Will was surprised by his strength. I laid my chin on his shoulder and looked  back at Will. He didn't seem to notice my staring. He looked almost guilty, he looked down right remorseful. What could he be feeling so guilty over?

           Hannibal took me back to his room and laid me down. I look around and realize the bedroom itself seemed a little different. Furniture moved around and the walls even looked to be a different shade.

        "Is this your room?" I ask as he tucked me in. Will sat down on the edge of the bed. He was never more than a few feet away. 

        "Yes I was worried about moving you too much, you had such a bad reaction to the sleeping pill I didn't want to risk moving you to another room while sedated." 

         "I'm feeling much better now, you can have your bed back. I don't know if I can sleep anyhow." I say as I try to take the blankets off myself. I really was feeling much stronger just from the time we left the basement. 

          "No, please stay there. The medication likely has not left your system and we don't need you wondering the hall confused again. I am going to your house to retrieve some clothes. Will is going to stay with you. Is there anything from your house you want?" Hannibal said as he and Will both pulled the covers back on me. 

          "No not that I can think of but can you ask Zeller if they are done with that iron pan? It belongs to my landlady. She's going to be asking for it back, oh and can you stop by and tell her I'm okay?" Will fussed around me for a second as he messed with the pillows and lamps on the bedside tables. 

          "I will talk to her." Hannibal said as he pulled a jacket out from his closet. He really was too good to me. He lets me stay at his house and feeds me and I repay with an elbow to the nose. I don't know if I will ever not feel bad about that. 

        Hannibal left and Will took off his shoes and glasses after making sure all the windows in the room were locked.

          "I wasn't lying, I really don't think I can sleep, Will." He gets on the other side of the bed and scoots close to me. 

         "Well I haven't slept all night and could use a few hours. I think Hannibal would actually kill and cook us both if I let you wander the house so please just try and sleep." 

         "Will, it's not funny. I really thought he was a killer cannibal. It was terrifying. Not to mention I hurt him." I say as I turn on my side to face him. He gave me a half hearted smile.

         "I know, I'm really sorry." He says as his smile leaves. Something about it struck me as odd. I knew something wasn't right. The guilty look on his face, the way he just apologized, it was too sincere sounding for an apology for a dumb joke. 

         I wanted to talk to him more but he was out like a light, softly snoring next to me. I made sure he was covered up before I let myself try and sleep again. It took some time but eventually his soft breathing lulled me to sleep. 

[untitled-writer-013]

how about yan!hannigram with a sick s/o and will is kinda freaking out because their sweet s/o is sick </3 and hannibal’s the one coddling both s/o and will now :D love ur work!

Feverish Kisses

Yandere Hannibal Lecter x Sick!Reader x Yandere Will Graham

warning(s): yandere themes, sick reader, tooth rotting fluff, slight hurt/comfort, mentions of vomiting

Hannibal and Will had fallen in love with how sweet and loving their significant other was. She always made Hannibal smile and Will feel comfortable in his own skin for the first time in a while. They made sure to return her loving attitude tenfold, spoiling her and praising her for her accomplishments whenever anyone asked about her during one of Hannibal’s dinner parties. 

Eventually, the two men wanted to take (Y/n) out on a date, and decided the newest restaurant that had just opened would be perfect. After helping each other get ready for their outing, Hannibal and Will patiently waited for their darling to finish up as well. She looked absolutely beautiful once she came down, and both men made sure she knew it before they left. They had made a reservation for the three of them, making sure they got a good seat before Will and Hannibal began catching (Y/n) up on how their work had been going as of late. 

The three enjoyed the food and wine the restaurant had to offer, and (Y/n) had decided to enjoy dessert before they returned home. (Y/n) made sure Hannibal and Will knew how much they had enjoyed their night out with them, and hoped to be able to do it again. It made their hearts warm as they got ready to turn in for the night, wishing their darling a good night’s sleep before they fell asleep themselves.

The next morning, (Y/n) woke up with a headache and slightly overheated. She forced her eyes open, spotting Will who was cuddled into her side, while Hannibal was nowhere to be seen, although the smell of eggs and toast gave away where he was. (Y/n) let out a small whimper, she felt like she was on fire with how hot she was. She managed to unwrap Will’s arm from her waist, making him wake up as he noticed her slight distress.

“(Y/n), what’s wrong?” Will asked, his brows furrowing as he cupped her face, noticing how hot she felt as she leaned into his touch, his hands felt so cold compared to how warm she was.

“Everything is too hot..” (Y/n) mumbled, making Will frown as he sat up, pressing his free hand to her forehead and confirmed that she had a pretty bad fever. He got up and threw on a shirt, telling her to not move before he went downstairs, looking for Hannibal as he stepped into the kitchen.

Hannibal was cooking breakfast for his two lovers when Will called for him, making him turn the stove down to the lowest setting before he faced Will.

“Will? What’s wrong, did something happen at work?” Hannibal asked, his tone calm but his expression held a bit of concern.

“It’s (Y/n), she has a pretty bad fever. I don’t know if she has any other symptoms, I wanted to let you know first.” Will explained, too worried about their darling to wait and see if she was feeling anything else.

Hannibal seemed to understand, turning off the stove since breakfast would have to happen at another time. He went back upstairs with Will, pausing slightly when he saw the bed was empty, Will looking around for a moment before they heard her in the bathroom. Hannibal let a small frown rest on his face as he walked into the bathroom, spotting (Y/n) throwing up into the toilet. He crouched down behind her, holding her hair back as he turned to face Will, who was standing in the doorframe of the room, gently asking him to get (Y/n) a glass of water. After a minute or two, Will returned with a glass of water, and Hannibal waited until (Y/n) seemed to finish before he had her lay against his chest. He held her in his arms, while Will gave her the glass of water, telling her to take small sips so she wouldn’t make herself sick again. They didn’t know how sick she was, but they wanted to be sure.

They stayed with (Y/n) for a while, not wanting to make her move until she at least finished drinking the water. Once done, Hannibal slowly and carefully scooped her into his arms, holding her bridal style to his chest and carried her back to bed, Will following close behind as Hannibal laid (Y/n) down, making sure she was comfortable with what she was wearing before he tucked her in, wanting her to lay down and not get up again for a while. Will couldn’t help but watch, having no idea what he should do as he pressed a kiss to her forehead, grimacing when he felt how hot she still was. Hannibal went on ahead and turned on their fan, making sure to adjust the AC as well so it wouldn’t get too cold, but it would help (Y/n) cool down a bit.

Before leaving (Y/n) to rest, Hannibal had her take some medicine, mostly for the nausea since he knew the fever was a good thing, it was her body trying to fight off whatever it was that was making her so sick. He left a bin for her by the bed, just in case she needed to vomit again. He pressed a kiss to her cheek before he left with Will, letting their darling rest as he had Will follow him downstairs.

Will couldn’t help but give Hannibal a slightly pleading look, he wanted to help their darling so badly, but he knew he couldn’t rush the process of her getting better. Hannibal saw this, a slightly sympathetic look spreading across his face as he brought Will into a gentle hug, rubbing his back as he reassured him that their darling would be alright, after all she was under the best of care. He offered to finish making breakfast for the both of them, and Will begrudgingly accepted. The two men eventually finished eating, Will helped with the dishes while Hannibal decided to check up on (Y/n).

(Y/n) seemed to have just woken up, looking over at Hannibal as he walked into their shared bedroom. He cupped her face, smiling gently as he ran his thumb against her skin.

“Are you feeling any better, cara mia?” Hannibal asked, his smile growing slightly as (Y/n) nodded, placing her own hand over his as she leaned into his touch, finding it comforting as her fever seemed to finally be coming down. Will soon joined them, worriedly asking (Y/n) if she was alright before he pressed a kiss to her forehead, glad to know that their darling was feeling better. Hannibal offers to make (Y/n) something light to eat, wanting to see if her stomach would be able to keep it down. She shook her head, making Will frown, worried about her not eating but decided not to push it.

Will thought back to the night before, wondering what could have made her sick. They had eaten most of the same things, sometimes sharing food with each other so they could try whatever it was that their lover was eating. He then realized that (Y/n) was the only one who had the dessert, making him frown as he looked to Hannibal, explaining to him what he believed to be the reason for (Y/n)’s sickness. Hannibal nodded, deciding to 'take care of it' later.

In the meantime, the two men went about their day while checking in on (Y/n) every now and then, mostly Will since he was paranoid about her health. They both even called it an early night, joining their darling in bed while not worrying about becoming sick themselves. Hannibal had (Y/n) sleep against his chest, while Will snuggled into his side and draped an arm over her. He pressed a kiss to Hannibal’s lips before pressing a kiss to (Y/n)’s, smiling as he wished her to feel better tomorrow. Although he had mostly been worried over her, he enjoyed taking care of her, he wished that next time it would be under different circumstances.

~fin~

author’s note: i am so glad that you sent in this lovely little request! it warms my heart to know that you enjoy my work, so thank you so much! someone else requested something very similar to this but with henry creel, so i may release that as well. <33

[6lostgirl6]

Hannibal (NBC) Masterlist

Poly!Hannigram

Fics:

Headcanons:

Yandere!Hannigram HCs - G/n!Reader

Scenarios/Imagines:

Hannibal Lecter

Fics:

Unexpected Romance - Fem!Reader

Headcanons:

Yandere!Hannibal Lecter HCs - G/n!Reader

Scenarios/Imagines:

Will Graham

Fics:

Headcanons:

Yandere!Will Graham HCs - G/n!Reader

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[pinkslashersimp]

yandere hannigram please <3

here’s some base yandere hannigram headcanons for tonight ^^

tw: yandere behaviour, implied kidnapping + false imprisonment, GN reader,

Base Yandere Hannigram Headcanons

A lot of people think Hannibal would be the less touchy one out of the two but I think he’s the more. He’s just very, very, very subtle about it. Touching your shoulder or lower back as he moves past you, bringing your chin up with his fingers to make you look at him, placing his hand on the back of your head when he’s trying to show you something.

Will is definitely more paranoid about you running away than Hannibal is. Hannibal has everything locked and double checked, he’s very sure that you’re secure in the house. Will on the other hand is constantly worried about you finding a way somehow, perhaps you’d smash a window or try to run out the door at the same time they open it with groceries in their arms, unable to catch you?

This paranoia leads him to spending most of his home time around you, leering over your back to see what you’re doing or peeking in on you through doorways whilst you’re minding your own business. Catch him whilst he’s doing this and he’ll insist he was ‘just coming in for a hug’ and hold you for the next 30 seconds, trying to figure out if you’re thinking of leaving or not.

Will often has to cover night shifts at the station so it’s usually just you and Hannibal heading up to bed. He lets you go first and fall asleep before he creeps upstairs to fall asleep with you. Most of the time you wake up being spooned by both of them.

[blackcatwife]

[jokingmisfit]

Their Little Girl

Hannigram x Reader

Prompt- “Let me kiss it better.”

Warnings- Drugging, Forced Regression, Implied Kidnapping, Mentions of needles, Yandere Behavior, Dumbification, Use of Daddy and Papa, Breakdowns

Hannibal sat to my side holding my arm lightly while holding a needle in the other hand. Will held me gently in his lap. His arms wrapped around my waist and his head rested on my shoulder. They both paid me little mind. Will was busy watching Hannibal fix the medicine, probably worried he’ll “hurt me”. Hannibal is busy making sure he got the right amount, and that he was doing everything perfectly.

Hannibal injected the liquid into my arm and I let out a quiet whine. After a while the area is getting sore. The tears sprung from my eyes and there was nothing I could do to stop it. It felt terrible. Everything I am is being stripped from me, all for their sick pleasure.

It wasn’t that the needle actually hurt. No, but the knowledge of what they were doing was enough. They already gave me several doses. They just want me to stay like this. Stay their “little girl”. I don’t even know what’s in those syringes. All I know is that it takes any will to fight and all my defenses from me. Sometimes they give me something that makes me feel weird. Will said he likes that one the most because I actually am like the little girl that they know I am inside.

Will held me tighter and cooed in my ear. “Poor thing. I know it hurts. You know Papa and I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I hate both of you assholes.” It came out as a shaky whisper, but the only thing that I found really pisses them off is me acting like an adult and ignoring their rules. The only way I can really stick it to them is when I talk in all the ways they don’t want me to.

Hannibal pauses his movements.Though he looks calm his eyes are angry.  “Perhaps it would be better to give her the other dose now rather than to wait.” He says looking at Will.

I didn’t mean to do this. I didn’t think he would suggest that. I was just trying to gain some control back. This is so unfair. I can’t do this.

I started to thrash in Will's arm. I tried to plead with the men. “Please! I’m sorry I won’t do it again! Please don’t! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” I screamed as I cried.

WIll is overtly stronger than I am, and he flips me around, pinning my arms behind my back and keeping me trapped in his lap. The drugs had already started working so my movements weren’t that sporadic anyways. I know it must look pathetic, but I’m just so scared.

I didn’t hear them agree on the drugging, but I found often they can share their thoughts with only a look. That’s how I knew that when Will kept me straddling his lap that it meant that he was keeping me from seeing the new needle Hannibal had gotten out. I knew even as he whispered to me and rubbed circles on my skin that Hannibal was about to give me a new dosage of that horrible drug.

As I continued to wither and writhe, Will whispers to me. “Shhh you’ll be okay.” He kisses my face and tears as I try pulling away. “You have to relax baby, you’re only going to make it feel worse.” He frowns as I whimper out a plea for them to stop. “I know, you can’t wrap your little head around what’s going on, but we’re helping you.”

Hannibal chimed in. “If you can remember, you never were good at caring for yourself, little one. Even now, when you think you know what is right you’re wrong.”

I can feel Hannibal run a hand through my hair brushing it off my shoulder. I can feel the prick in my arm. I can feel the slight pull Will gives me towards his chest. I can feel my breath hitching and my eyes blurring with more tears.

Will pulls me into his chest completely, hiding my face and keeping me there. Hannibal and Will exchange a few words I can’t quite hear because of the way Will held my head. 

It didn’t take long. Whatever drug was in that syringe it kicked in faster than the other “medicine”. My eyes felt funny and my brain turned mushy.

Hannibal was the one who pulled me from Will's arms. He sat me on his lap. He looked stern and caring. Of course he was upset, but that doesn’t mean he loves me any less. 

I keep my eyes down. I stare doe eyed at the floor. I couldn’t meet his gaze. I truly felt like a child. I moved my hand to rest on the area he kept giving the shots to. I couldn’t see either of the men’s faces, but I know they hate when I seem hurt. If only they understood that it was mental not physical. Maybe they do, but don’t want their fun to end. I really don’t know

Hannibal moves my hand and looks at the area, gently massaging it in an attempt to make the not so existent pain go away. Will moved closer. Now sitting closer he rubbed my legs with a frown.

Will seemed genuinely upset at my reaction. Even still, in his mind it was just another reason he needed to step into that role to care for me.

Leaning in and taking the arm gently from Hannibal he whispered. “Let me kiss it better.”

His lips were soft and my skin seemed to tingle. A light giggle from the ticklish feeling.

Both Hannibal and Will perked up at this reaction.

“See this is much better, yes, Mažasis?”

[dominantslasherking]

Hannigram with dominant Male S/o

My Stories are meant for the much more mature audience, 18+

Backstory: You're a famous murder investigator and you are on the case of the Chesapeake ripper, in your alone time you figure out who they are...However they know that you know...and well, you are too entranced by them to let anyone know, and maybe they also have caught a deep interest.

Dragging your eyes to your board, which had a lamp to show your work other than that you were in complete darkness. "Ah..." You mumbled out, snapping your fingers, as you stared at your investigation board in awe...

Unsure of what to do...you heard a loud knock in the darkness of your office. you jolted up and began to tear apart the spiraled out papers, and threw them in the pin, Quickly lighting your lighter, you watched as the papers began to burn.

"Oh god- What is that-" Jack let out a cough, before quickly turning on the light, causing you to squint your eyes.

Jack Crawford quickly helped you put out the fire and looked at you, "You already solved...3 murders today...don't you need a break...and why was your garbage burning??"

You blankly look at him before speaking, "Accidently lit a match and threw it in the bin..." You muttered out, "You don't smoke??" He questioned before you showed him your candles on your desk.

"Can't you... just turn on the light??" He uttered out annoyed, "No...darkness helps me think.." You spoke out, heading over to your desk, "I was trying to figure out who the Chesapeake Ripper was..or get us any leads...but..I failed..." You lied straight through your teeth, as he just slowly nodded.

"Dr.Lecter got some coffee, so I was wondering if you would join the rest of us?" He offered, you nodding your head silently. Running a hand through your messy hair.

Nodding your head gently you softly spoke as you made your way over to your desk, "Let me arrange some of my papers before I leave.." You began to grab your scattered papers on your desk, and put them stacked, putting some pens away in your pen cup as well.

Quickly following Jack out of your office and making it to the main area where everyone gets coffee, considering you were rather an introvert most of the cops and detectives look surprised at you being there.

Hannibal suddenly made eye contact with you, as he finished his conversation with Will, Hannibal made his way over to you, with your favorite type of coffee, (Insert your favorite coffee here)

You were rather baffled at how he knew, I mean sure you did hang out with him and Will quite a bit, conversion here and there, but you didn't even think that they thought you were on the friend level yet..And you also never mentioned your favorite coffee...

"Mr. (Last Name), pleasure seeing you again." Hannibal calmly spoke, handing you the warm coffee as your hand slightly traced against his causing him to slightly shudder back and regain his composure.

"Thank you, Dr. Lecter, but please call me (Name)..." You gently spoke as he slowly nodded, "Then I insist you call me, by my first name as well." Hannibal observed you, "You can sit next to me, (Name) If you'd like.." Will suddenly spoke up, watching as you take a sip of your coffee, "Thank you..." You whisper making your way over to the empty seat that he pulled up.

Alana Bloom made her way over to Jack, observing the three men, "Don't you think, Will and Hannibal both like to crowd around (Name) as if he is something of a prized possession..." Alana bloom uttered, "Or maybe it's me simply overthinking..." Alana let out a sigh as Jack slowly nodded, "I think, he has a weird charm to him.." Jack spoke motioning his hand towards you.

"So, the Chesapeake Ripper?" Will brought up, eyeing you closely, Hannibal doing the exact same as you spoke up, "Nothing..." You lie scratching your head a little bit as Hannibal gave a slightly hidden smirk, before retaining his expressionless face.

Hannibal watched as you sipped on your coffee, "Will and myself, would personally love to have you over, for dinner, once more..."

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Let out a sigh as you plastered on a smile and gave a swift knock on the door.

Will suddenly opened it, as you took notice of his outfit, which was a long-sleeved black collared shirt, it was rather fitting on him, Lastly he had some black jeans on.

"You look nice," Will complimented as he offered you his hand to take, your bigger hand suddenly took his, as he gave a smile.

He led you inside, before shutting the door, and led you to the kitchen, you really didn't think much of it when Will held your hand, but he did clasp your own rather giddily and needily.

After the both of you made your way to the kitchen, you both saw Hannibal gently pouring some sauce onto the neatly sliced meat.

Will pulled out a seat for you, as you saw out of the corner of your eye him smelling and taking in your scent.

As both of the murder husbands took their own seats, Hannibal of course started up the conversation, "When did you figure it out.." Hannibal, sliced into the meat with a knife, then grabbed it with a fork.

"(Name) You always have such a keen eye on things, especially when it involved killers.." Hannibal gave a smile, as Will sipped on his wine.

"Maybe, the reason you didn't tell anyway is that you are in love with us," Will spoke up, before continuing with a happy smile, "I could say, that we exactly fill the same...I mean, have you ever wondered exactly why your ex-boyfriend was turned into such a piece of art?" Will suddenly revealed.

Hannibal finishing it off.

"It's, quite simple. It was to showcase our love."