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Good mornin' from somewhere in France

Someone said somethin somethin Hannibal in suspenders

[stab-of-hunger]

being a flirt with your psychiatrist. <3

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[insideapollo]

Hannigram Vampire Priest AU

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For the prompt “Ceremony” on the Monster Match Bonus Board hosted by @FAD_server 🙏❤️

[hannikin-grahamkin]

Nap time in the Lecter household.

[moonheart1313]

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

I made a fic for Halloween! It's for my rare pair of Jack Ganzer and Svend!

[willgrahamsass]

Hello and welcome to the first edition of the Omega Will Festival! Please, read the rules carefully submitting a prompt.

RULES ♡ Will Graham (or any other Hugh Dancy character) must be an omega. This includes its variations, as trans omega, intersex omega, gender-bending and others. ♡ All pairings, solo play and non-traditional Omegaverse dynamics are also welcome. ♡ If you're writing/drawing a NSFW piece, you need to be 18 years of age or older. ♡ Minimum word count for fan fiction is 3,000 words. ♡ There are no specific rules regarding fan art or X/Twitter threads. ♡ All creations must be finished and fics must be tagged accordingly and added to the collection by the time of posting. ♡ This festival isn't anonymous and we encourage you to post snippets (feel free to tag @willgrahamsass on Tumblr or @/wgaserver on Twitter so we can interact with it and reblog/retweet it).

SCHEDULE ♡ Prompt submissions — January 17th to February 17th ♡ Sign ups — February 18th to April 18th ♡ Check in — August 10th and 11th ♡ Deadline — September 7th ♡ Creations will be revealed in order of completion according to a pre-determined schedule

ABOUT PROMPTS Will Graham or any other HEU character needs to be an omega, that's all! It can be SFW or NSFW, extra-detailed or very vague. Anything goes! You can submit as many prompts as you'd like.

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[sailorbowie]

Hannibal in all of his pomp and circumstance goes out of his way to make an inevitable proposal absolutely perfect. After they finally run off and evade the law, their idea of perfect couldn't be any further from simply just normal. Mundane has been elevated to something of a new ideal.

But Hannibal, oh dear Hannibal, he's got the right ring, the right words, and the right moment comes up time and time again but his heart trembles at the possibility of rejection (again). After the fall, he's all too aware of his sins and lives the consequences each day, even after forgiveness. Even as Will grants him his daily forgiveness in the form of meals, affirmations, and touch that comes without pain. 

Hannibal feels all of it and more, and that is why he hesitates. Will seems to pick up on his hesitancy, and grants him an additional chance to say what's been plaguing his mind. Except......this is Will Fucking Graham.

Hannibal wakes up late in the afternoon one day, a heavy sleeper in his prime, domesticated form. Will is at his crafting desk, magnifying glass propped up, at work with his tackle box, feathers, hooks, and line by his side. Hannibal makes him breakfast, as usual, still waking up slowly.

Will walks up to him as he's making a nice liver sausage scramble with his hands behind him. Hannibal looks at him, curious and half tired as he sets the sizzling pan down.

"May I have your hand, Hannibal?"

The (now retired) doctor reaches his right hand forth, veins and creases and callouses that Will presses his lips to every night. Will's face creeps into a smile, something that's been more genuine these days.

"Not just any hand. Your left, please."

And Hannibal feels his pulse escalate as his other hand reaches out, palm side down. Will takes it into his own, tanned fingers stroking over his knuckles.

"Hannibal, there's many sayings and metaphors I could use, but I want it to be plain and simple, because I can't exactly ask your folks first."

Will reveals his other hand, and pinched between his fingers is a ring folded from a fishing hook, adorned with a tied lock of hair and red twine. Hannibal surrenders the strict control he has over his own emotions, a stuttered breath escaping him as he nods before Will can even ask.

"Hannibal Lecter, may I marry you? We can figure out the rest later, but something tells me you already have." Will's smile returns as Hannibal nods more voraciously.

"Yes, Will. I....I could think of no better answer to give you. I am.....at a rare loss for words."

Will puts the ring onto his finger, kissing his cheek. "Save it for the vows. God knows you've been practicing for so long."