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[willgrahamsballsack]

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listen okay? these two are evil and i get that but please,,,, a kiss and a cuddle once in a while won't hurt anybody.... a little bit of fluff for you <3

[desperatelyseekingcannibals]

The Boy Next Door (Hannigram AU A/B/O)

Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter // Tags: Alternate Universe - A/B/O, Omega Will Fest Prompt Fill, Omega Will, Alpha Hannibal, Virgin Will, Camboy Will, neighbours, secret identity, masturbation, mutual masturbation, dirty talk, multisex omega, squirting, daddy kink, some Dom/sub dynamics, nipple play, Hannibal is whipped, unexpected heat/rut, knotting, mating bites, happy ending.

Prompt: this is another fic for @willgrahamsass omega Will fest, but I'm not providing the prompt as it would be a spoiler :)

Hannibal's neighbours are going on a world tour and have enlisted the help of a house sitter - a mesmerizingly beautiful omega that gives Hannibal a need to visit his favourite camboy's site more than usual.

Chapter One:

Hannibal wouldn’t say he disliked his neighbour, but he did find him endlessly irritating, and he had only moved in a month ago. 

The young man wasn’t technically his neighbour. His actual neighbours - the Rushton’s - had decided to enjoy retirement by taking a year long cruise and had hired the young man to house sit for that time. Hannibal assumed, from the young man’s age, that he was attending the local university and this was certainly a step up from student accommodation. Hannibal would have personally preferred if they had found an older, reliable professional to move in, but he was sure that type of person would offer house sitting services. 

Hannibal should at least be grateful that he didn’t play loud music or host parties. But what he had started to do was bring home strays. And Hannibal wasn’t sure what bothered him more - all the mutts roaming the neighbour’s garden, or the times when Will - that was his name, the Rushton’s had said - was out there training them or worse yet, hosing them down. 

The water did nothing to dampen the scent of unmated young omega drifting over the fence. And more than once, when gazing at the view from his study window, Hannibal had caught a glimpse of the soaked boy - his barely there breasts and hardened nipples visible through the wet material. 

Yes, it was very irritating. The only way, so far, Hannibal had found to deal with the frustration the boy caused, was to log on to his preferred camboy site and seek out user YourBabyBlue.

He had first come across YourBabyBlue when looking for some relief from a camboy, something he had indulged in many times over the years. But since having connected with YourBabyBlue, there was no one else who could satisfy him. Hannibal was far from alone, this sweet omega being incredibly popular, it had taken Hannibal quite some time to be honoured with private shows.

The omega hid his face, a cute cotton neck scarf at first, pulled up to his nose, but - wanting to see his mouth - Hannibal had sent him money specifically asking him to buy an eye mask instead. It was almost venetian in style but made of white lace. It was enough to obscure the boy’s identity but his beautiful blue eyes were still clear. Now Hannibal could see his beautiful mouth as he uttered dirty words and - if he concentrated hard enough - he liked to think he could piece the memories together and see a whole face when he came to YourBabyBlue’s teasing words. 

For Hannibal, the biggest appeal of YourBabyBlue was his beauty. His body was the omegan ideal - the sort that inspired painters and sculptors alike. It was fascinating, almost unbelievable, that he was still a virgin. And that was the appeal to the vast majority of YourBabyBlue’s audience. Hannibal watched his public streams often enough but never came during them, even if he found a perverse pleasure in the fawning of others who would never possibly have this boy as their own when he himself was allowed a private audience. That was when he came, as the boy squirted towards the camera and cried his name. He wasn’t foolish enough to think he was the only patron with enough money or the inclination to buy these private sessions, but he enjoyed imagining that he was. 

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[desperatelyseekingcannibals]

You Know Better Than To Breed (Hannigram S4) - shortfic

Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter // Tags: Season 4, post-fall, alpha/beta/omega dynamics, alpha Hannibal, omega Will, infertility, flashbacks, mind palace, mating, mating bite, knotting, guilt, past cruelty, breeding (or lack thereof), dirty talk (or not), multisex omega, fear of rejection, misunderstandings, rough sex, happy ending.

Will is infertile and never expected to meet an alpha who would want him.

Prompt fill for @willgrahamsass : Will is infertile. Which is fine, since he hates most kids and doesn't think he's father material. But being an infertile omega means most alphas won't look twice at him. Yet, there is one alpha who keeps looking.

You Know Better Than To Breed (3k):

“You know better than to breed,” Hannibal spoke the words in his cell… in Will’s mind palace - looking over the case file in the house where the Dragon last struck. “Can’t pass on those terrible traits you fear the most.”

As always, Hannibal could read him completely, see him. His fear of his own biology, despite how he might feel personally about fatherhood.

What was left unsaid, then at least, was the reality that Will already knew - that he was infertile. He had chosen a secluded life, spent his useless heats alone, because he didn’t want to acknowledge the truth of this reality - that no alpha would ever want him. 

“Mine,” Hannibal growled, his teeth pressing to the curve where Will’s neck met his shoulder as he thrust into him from behind and the memory of those words became hazy and distant. 

“Yours,” Will sighed, even as guilt ate into him. He trembled slightly at the lie in it - how could he belong to any alpha if he couldn’t give them a child? 

Hannibal interpreted the tremble as desire, and soon it was, as the alpha continued to rock their bodies together until his knot was pressing into him, squeezing inside him until his eyes rolled back in his head, the pleasure over taking him. 

“All mine,” Hannibal muttered before sinking his teeth in the months’ old mating mark. 

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[desperatelyseekingcannibals]

Bidding (Hannigram AU A/B/O)

Explicit // M/M // Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham/Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Duncan (Polar)/ Markus (Riders of Justice) // Tags: Alternate Universe - A/B/O, Underage, Omega Will Fest Prompt Fill, Omega Will, Alpha Hannibal, Alpha Nigel, Alpha Duncan, Alpha Markus, owning omegas used to be legal, Auction, Omega Auction, Sale of Virginity, Misunderstandings, sibling rivalry, enthusiastic consent, loss of virginity, foreplay, triple penetration in two holes, anal sex, vaginal sex, knotting, anal knotting, multiple orgasms, squirting, manipulation, vaginal knotting, mating bites. 2 Chapters - 10,000 words

Prompt for @willgrahamsass Omega Will Fest:  Virgin Will gets gangbanged for his first time.

Hannibal wins Will's virginity at auction... or at least he thinks he does...

Chapter One:

“A real treat for you up next folks,” Frederick Chilton, stood at the decadent lectern. He was the director of what was once the Baltimore State Omega Auction House - now the Baltimore State Voluntary Omega Auction House since omegas were granted equal rights eight years earlier. A hold over from those days when great sums of money were made by the buying and selling of omegas. 

Of course, there was still money to be had in the business. But now the omegas were voluntary and were selling their services not their lives. Though in the case of young Will Graham, he was selling something even more sought after, more precious. 

Dressed “traditionally” as it was deemed, though again a holdover from those days when omegas were enslaved, Will wore nothing but a thick collar and a simple loin cloth. There were appreciative murmurs from the gathered crowd of - primarily - alphas, and the sounds of sniffs as many scented the air. Will was very close to his second heat, and it was clear from his scent that he’d spent the first one alone. A buzz of excitement spread through the crowd like electricity as Will stepped up onto the auction block, hands fidgeting and cheeks pink. 

His loin cloth was small enough that the jut of his little cock was obvious. He wasn’t erect, but it was a short thing that stuck out from his groin at a perpendicular angle - a very desired trait in male omegas. As were his negligibly small breasts. Not even enough to fill an A-cup they were barely more than a swell but his nipples were tight and hard and what had to be considered an ideal. 

“Beautiful isn’t he?” Chilton drawled at his fellow alphas, a note in his voice that made him sound not too dissimilar from a used car salesman. “This is Will Graham, he is 17 years old and today he is here voluntarily and by his own free will.” Chilton rambled off the necessary legal wording and held up the piece of paper that no one was really close enough to read but was clearly the contract Will had made to take part, stating the terms of this particular sale. 

This was the part where Chilton would usually then list what the omega was auctioning. Sometimes it was for sex, sometimes it was for labour. Most of the time it was mundane - household cleaning services for a week. Other times specialised - an omega with an almost weaned pup offering services as a wet nurse. What Will was auctioning was not as common at all, disappointingly so, Chilton thought. Although the percentage the Auction House took technically went to the State and he was well paid for his services, sums over $50,000 also earned him a bonus. And if anything was going to guarantee that sort of money, it was a virginity auction. 

“Today Will Graham is auctioning his virginity,” the crowd broke into raucous chatter as Chilton continued unperturbed, “a time and place will be arranged at the omega’s choosing for the winning bidder to collect on their win.”

Chilton held up his hands and motioned for the crowd to settle down. This was why virginity auctions were never advertised, as much as people asked for it to be. This way, every week the bidders would come on the off chance, but you also didn’t end up with a crowd of undesirable alphas trying to get in on the action when the chances were they would never be able to afford to win anyway. 

No, Chilton thought as he looked out over the crowd with their expensive suits and luxury brand handbags. Virginities always went for an excessive price, even for omegas not even half as beautiful as Will Graham. And that was the point - as much as their fancy suits and lavish cars. You could sleep with any omega, pick one up at a bar or meet on a dating app. You could take them by force if you wanted to risk the consequences of getting caught. 

But only the excessively wealthy could buy someone’s virginity. 

The crowd finally died down to a dull murmur.

“What-a-my-bid?” The words ran together as Chilton stood with gavel in one hand and another sweeping over to draw attention to Will Graham’s slight and beautiful frame. 

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[hannigramfanfic]

Please help me find this fic :,,,(

It was about Will reading Lithuanian while Hannibal edged him ugh I've been looking for ages

Can anyone help?

[hannigramfanfic]

Hi I’ve been going crazy looking for a fanfic where Will and Hannibal are dating but Hannibal’s not Will  psychiatrist and one day Alana and Jack go to Hannibal’s house to look through the records of his old patient because they think his old patient may be  involved in a case and they call Will and his phone rings in the kitchen I can’t find it anywhere do you know what it is

I don't know personally, but maybe someone else does? Fannibals?

[hannigramfanfic]

Title: With wax melted, I'd meet the sea

Author: Me *(Emptinesstomelody)

A very short (~800) poetic Hannigram ficlet inspired by Icarus! My first ever work :)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/42198519

[hannigramfanfic]

Hello! I’m looking for a story where one of Will’s students turns out to be part of a father-son serial killer team with one of Hannibal’s acquaintances. They kidnap Hannibal and Will, and Hannibal kills them both in a basement.

Does anyone know this?

[hannigramfanfic]

For your last ask by @humapuma , i believe the hannigram fic is To Mend with Gold by beforethedawn, ConstructFairytales, Destinyawakened on ao3 :) <3

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[hannigramfanfic]

I need help. I'm looking for a Hannigram fic I read a few years ago and I hope someone might recognize it. It was multi-chapter. Will and Hannibal have run away and started a new life in a quiet suburban area, pretending to be a couple to avoid detection. Pretty sure they adopted one or more dogs. They slowly start to develop their relationship and I remember Will cooks dinner and brings it to Hannibal at his office, and then he sits in Hannibal's lap (I think...) It had an interesting title but, of course, I can't remember it. 😭 Thank you!

Hey, anyone able to help @humapuma find this fic?

EDIT: To Mend with Gold

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[hannigramfanfic]

Hi! I’m looking for a doc (originally read on AO3) that I read At least a few months ago (but honestly could have been up to a year ago) where Will and Hannibal had a anonymous d/s relationship at a sex club in New Orleans when he was just a cop and then Will moved to start at the FBI and then they get ‘introduced’ on the ripper case? I can’t find it now and I really liked it. It was probably only like 10-20k words? Any idea of what I’m talking about :(

Hiya, sorry it doesn't ring a bell to me, but does anyone recognize this fic?

[hannigramfanfic]

October 10: Darkness

(Gif: milfhannibal) (AO3) (nsfw parts) Will is curious about when Hannibal started to think about him sexually, and Hannibal tells him it b

[slashyrogue]

Failed Twitter Attempts - Hannigram A/B/O AU: Where You Belong

Will never meant to become a nanny.

Betas were not known for their paternal instincts, normally assigned blue collar jobs that filled their days with hard work and little pay.  But the flier at the grocery store caught his eye and the rest was history.

ARE YOU AGED 18-35 LOOKING FOR A JOB? CALL 1-800-8475 WE NEED YOU!

It sounded like a scam right off the bat, some sort of scheme to lure younger people into something sinister, but the woman on the other end of the phone sounded sincere.

“You’re a beta?”

He sighed. “Yeah, so any sort of job you have going I can probably do.”

“Hmm…have you ever…looked after children before?”

Will hadn’t, but he lied, and his first job, Missy Bennett, was a disaster.

He didn’t know jack of shit about kids, and Missy was a terror that could not be calmed.

The agency tried three more kids before that, and Will realized he just wasn’t cut out for this type of work.

Though on the fourth try that year somehow he was assigned to the Lecter household.

Hannibal Lecter had fired six others before him, all omegas, and Will came into the interview not expecting to be hired. The house, if you wanted to call it that but really the place could be considered a castle, shined and glittered as he sat across from Omega who seemed very little like an omega.

He was bigger than most, it was obvious he liked expensive pretty things, and his scent was sweet like most omegas were. But he just didn’t seem like one.

Not at all.

“I see you’ve had similar troubles like I have,” Hannibal said, smiling, “Not compatible with your previous employers?”

Will sighed. “I…can I be honest?”

“Please.”

“I started this job because I had no other choice,” he said, falling back in his chair, “I’m…not really all that good with kids, and I think if this doesn’t work out I’ll just go back to working in the lumber yard. Betas don’t usually—”

“Daddy?”

Will turned and saw a little blonde haired girl peek out of the sliding doors that Hannibal had closed in the study. He felt an odd jolt to his heart at the sight of her.

She looked very much like her father.

“Desdemona,” Hannibal sighed, standing as he walked over, “I told you to stay in your room, Darling. Daddy has to–”

Desdemona met him halfway, grabbing his legs, and looked at Will.

“Are you gonna be my new nanny?”

Will swallowed. “Um…”

“This is Will, Darling,” Hannibal said, “Do you like him?”

Desdemona smiled. “He’s pretty.”

Will blushed. “I…um…”

Hannibal smiled. “He is quite handsome, yes,” he said, making Will blush harder, though that is not what I asked.“

"Will he be mean like Miss Hunter?”

Will frowned. “No,” he said, standing and kneeling down in front of her, “I won’t be. Was she mean to you?”

Desdemona nodded. “Yes. She hid my toys and made me stay in my room. She wanted time with Daddy.”

Will looked up at Hannibal. “An omega?”

“No,” Hannibal said, his gaze darkening, “An alpha in disguise. I’ve only had ONE omega come here who left because of a spontaneous mating. The others…were looking to be mated themselves.”

Will shook his head. “That’s…the agency should’ve looked into that.”

“Yes, they should’ve.”

He looked at Desdemona. “I’m not like those others,” he promised, “Betas…they’re not…we’re not…like that.”

She smiled. “Do you want to see my Doggy?”

Will’s eyes widened. “You have a dog?”

“Yes, he’s…quite unruly.”

He stood, wiped his pantlegs, and smiled at Hannibal. “I’m good with dogs,” he said, “I…actually have one myself. If I come to stay, I’d…”

Hannibal reached for his hand and Will shivered.

“Would you like to come stay with us?”

He felt his heart beat faster.

Oh no.

This wasn’t…he couldn’t feel something like this.

He should say no.

It was only right.

Will looked at Hannibal’s daughter, her almost crimson eyes staring up at him in a hopeful way that only made him feel worse.

“Yes,” he said, “I…I think I’d like to help out. If Desi will have me.”

Desdemona laughed. “Desi! Daddy doesn’t like nicknames.”

Will smiled at her. “No?”

Hannibal shook Will’s hand and they stared at each other.

“I think…I can make an exception. Welcome home, Will.”

[willgrahamkinnie]

A Little Hush

Chapter one: Preface

Will met him in the fall of that un fateful year, and was instantly drawn to him.

His first words to him were seared into his brain, even now.

“Do you have trouble with taste?” He had asked.

At the time, Will had an answer at the ready, but now…he wasn’t so sure.

Despite his first impression, Will had come to enjoy Hannibal’s company, even when he had questioned him, and came over to his house unannounced the day after meeting him.

At first a formality, Will began to even look forward to their therapy sessions together, even if it was mostly Will talking. That is the point of therapy after all, though, isn’t it?

Will found himself to be especially attached to him after that day. The blood dripping from his hands and soaking his button up shirt was all but forgotten about as soon as Hannibal knelt down beside him, ever so carefully removing his desperate hands from the Hobbs child’s wounded neck, and settling the bleeding.

After that day, Will felt a strange sense of admiration for Hannibal, even after he forced him to admit that he liked killing Hobbs. That murder still haunts him to this day. It had been but a few months, after all.

Recently, Will had been experiencing hallucinations. From what, he didn’t know. He was currently laying down in an MRI, having his brain scanned.

Wills eyebrows drew down in confusion. It’s been quite a few minutes since the doctor had checked up on him.

He slid down in his place on the table and got off the table, beginning to look around for the doctor.

He looks in the exam room, but sees no one.

Only place left was his office.

He puts his clothes back on, removing the blue hospital gown, before knocking on the door labeled ‘Doctor Sutcliffe’

“Dr. Sutcliffe?” He called out.

No answer.

He knocks again, but is again met with silence.

Will hesitates before pushing open the door.

“Dr S-“

His eyes widen in horror as he sees a man in a clear suit carving at dr Sutcliffes face.

The man stops, sensing Wills presence.

“I wasn’t expecting you so soon, Will. This is quite unfortunate.” The man said.

Will walks forward, legs shaking In a mix of anger and fear as he immediately recognized the voice.

“H…Hannibal?” He breathes out in disbelief.

The man turns around now, a thin lipped smile on his face.

“Hello, Will. You must have an awful amount of questions.” He calmly said.

Will fumbles around his back pocket before pulling out a gun and shakily pointing it at him.

Hannibal looks at him, surprised at his response, but quickly recovers.

“It all makes sense now…” Will began.

“Will, put down the gun. You’re hallucinating, I don’t want you to hurt anyone.”

Will grips the gun with both hands now.

“No, no I’m not! I know what I’m seeing, this is real.”

Hannibal walks towards him, but Will shoots the gun, the bullet hitting the wall a foot away.

“Stay away from me!” He yells shakily.

Hannibal quickly moves forward, putting his hands over Wills.

Before Will could even begin to react, he felt a sharp pinch in his neck.

Looking aside, he sees Hannibal, needle in hand, as he pulls the gun from his grasp.

“I’m sorry you had to find out this way, Will.”

Will heard Hannibal just barely utter as he began to fall to the floor, his legs becoming weakened by what was in the serum.

“When you awake, i will explain in detail.”

Wills eyes fluttered closed as he finally collapsed onto the floor, breathing becoming shallow.

The final thing he sees before falling unconscious was Hannibal bending down to pick him up.

[hannigramfanfic]

Summary: They are just waiting for the new year drinking wine, talking, being adorable, maybe kissing? :*

[earthsickwithoutyou]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 21/? Fandom: Hannibal (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Jimmy Price/Brian Zeller Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Jack Crawford, Brian Zeller, Beverly Katz, Jimmy Price, Franklyn Froideveaux, Tobias Budge, Bedelia Du Maurier, Abigail Hobbs, Garrett Jacob Hobbs, Alana Bloom Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Romance, Courtship, Confident Will Graham, Vulnerable Hannibal Lecter, Dark Will Graham, Serial Killer Will Graham, season 1 AU, Smut, Rough Sex, Daddy Kink, Biting, Scratching, Spanking, They Flip, Jealous Will Graham, Obsessive Behavior, Possessive Behavior, Domestic Fluff, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hannibal Lecter is the Chesapeake Ripper, Love at First Sight, Choking, Praise Kink, Jealous Hannibal Lecter, Dirty Talk, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Wax Play, Light Face Slapping, Light Bondage, Foot Fetish, Lingerie Series: Part 1 of Gold Rush Summary:

Season 1 if Will Graham thought well of himself and enjoyed his life. When he meets Hannibal, he can’t resist flirting heavily and beginning to court the irresistible, elegant therapist. However, a confident, smooth Will Graham is an overwhelming prospect to Hannibal, to say the least. Can Will get past Hannibal’s defenses? One thing’s for sure, Will isn’t giving up: he’s obsessed.

[fragile-teacup]

Tread Softly by fragile-teacup

A Hannigram Soulmates AU

‘The dream always begins with darkness. Rolling in, fog-thick. Will allows it to swallow him. Waits until accustomed to it, until he sees the familiar shape of the tree. He walks, barefoot, towards it and reaches out a hand to caress the black feathers that frill each of its twisted branches. Inhales the intoxicating scent of its lush bounty of roses: deep maroon, bursting with thick whorls of rosetted petals. He doesn’t touch them. Knows to his cost that when he does, they die - stiffen, clay-brittle, and fracture. The crumbled remains of early casualties are sprayed across the ground. Dream or not, here there is only forward momentum.

And a presence, watching from behind a seething veil of silence. A face of sharps and planes. A sweep of ashen hair. A mulish mouth. Hawkish eyes, molasses dark.’

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