#hannibal x reader

[wintrynightz]

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐥

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Will Graham

[goreyangelwrappedinlace]

Hello there , I am on the search for Will Graham role-players — I have been binge watching Hannibal over the past few days and I throughly enjoy the characters as well as the aesthetics so much - with that , I am looking for Will Graham role-players whom are comfortable with the following: For starters I am 22 and prefer my roleplay partners to be 19+ , secondly I am truly open for many plots and ideas but I am really looking to pair my original character against Will if this is not something that suits your style , I am not your gal - (I am open to double ups as well!) I love to chat out of character , create moodboards , playlists , and headcanons that tie into the universe we create together! I am hoping for dead dove themes and I am completely okay with NSFW topics (as long as they are done in a tasteful manner , smut without plot is always nice but I do not want our characters to simply fuck the whole roleplay , not my style!) — I am wanting to play the role of Hannibal’s secretary - I would like the roleplay to take place in season one , Will becomes a regular patient of Dr. Lecter , and Kathleen (My OC) notices the man almost immediately. Often times more than not Kathleen doesn’t ask about patients - more out of respect for the doctor than anything else. But when it comes to Will Graham? She tries to learn the most about him she can without breaching the confidential relationship the two men had. Days are spent wondering about him - the man was mysterious , quiet , somewhat anti social with some attempts at conversation. It intrigues her - probably more than it should.

With that — I am a discord roleplayer , and I am semi literate but typically I match my partners length in writing. If this interests you my discord is @/honeypiekat — feel free to add me there or send me a direct message for any questions ! I look forward to interacting more with this fandom and I cannot wait to meet others interested in the show! 🫀

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Saw an edit of Hannibal and now I am just thinking about Hannibal x Reader.

Where the Reader knows what Hannibal does and the Reader helps.

Except instead of cooking the reader bakes 🤣.

Just this cute little serial couple cooking and baking people.

Reader wears this cute little apron.

[charliedawn]

Hey! So I have a question for a request, if you don't wanna do it, you don't have to! Or if your really busy just ignore this one! So how would the Hannibals react if reader just randomly cuddled them? Once again if you don't wanna do this, ignore it! Love your work Charlie. ♡

HANNIBAL JR:

You had a bad day and hugged him unexpectedly while he was reading in his study. He didn’t even question it and made you sit on his knee to hold you better. "What is it, my dear?"

If you refuse to talk about it, he would instead make you read to him or bake with you until you cheered up. Hannibal Jr. knows that the best remedy for sadness is often to keep your mind occupied.

If it’s just a nice little hug because you’re happy and you want him to see? He will simply hug you back and give you the attention you crave.

HANNIBAL SR:

"Hush now, little lamb. You know tears are useless. Now, tell me. What has made you so upset? Is it a who or a what that is troubling your young mind?" Hannibal Sr hates unnecessary tears. Crying won’t fix the problem, but he will take care of it. You just need to tell him what’s wrong.

If it’s a hug of appreciation, he will hug you back and pat your back gently in appreciation. Hannibal Sr. will always appreciate a little hug from time to time. Just not everyday.

MORGAN:

The moment you hug him, he knows something is wrong. He will immediately hug you back and kiss your forehead. If it’s just a regular hug he will just smile and be happy for the tender gesture. But if he’s right and you are in trouble? He will fix it.

KEVIN HANNIBAL:

"Okay. That was weird." Kevin likes to talk, but he is not physically affectionate. He never hugs anyone unless it’s Hannibal Jr. because he’s the emotional anchor of the three boys. But you hugging him? He would see it as something weird or unnatural at first. But then, he would get used to the idea and just expect it. Like he’s gonna get his hug on a weekly basis now or his week is ruined.

PETER HANNIBAL:

Momentarily stunned. But will then hug you like he’s been waiting for this moment his whole life. I’m talking about big bear hug that will make you fall backwards.

He’s NOT holding back.

[freakedoff]

THANK YOU!

I just hit 250 likes, holy shit I really appreciate everyone liking my work. I know I'm not the most... consistent writer on here but I wanted to kinda... Celebrate in a way?

I have a lot of WIP's meaning they aren't... great but still readable. (I also haven't checked for any typos oops..) But I'm exposing myself and will be linking them below. I will only be posting some of them which also means no warnings and no wc so please just be advised.

And again thank you for all the love, hope you enjoy!

Lots of love - K

Will Graham 1

Hannibal Lecter   2

Mark Grayson 3

Aikawa & Risu  4 

[freakedoff]

250 LIKES WIP 2

Hannibal x vampfem!reader chap 2

a/n: super super short compared to... chap one but it's a wip so. :)

warnings: be advised ALSO READ CHAP ONE IF YOU HAVENT???

It was hot, your skin was glistening with sweat and heart pumping. The room reeked of straight sweat and sex. There was a linger of metal on your tongue and around your mouth, “Take anything you need from me.” You hear a familiar voice, too familiar. 

You shot up in a cold sweat and heavy breathing. Back in your room. Looking at your digital clock it was 5:03 am. Still pitch black outside but your head was still spinning. Were you seriously having a wet dream… and was it about.. Nevermind. You got up to take a shower since you were already awake, the floor was a comforting cold. 

5:50 am 

You sat in the shower for. A while. Your skin was more pale than usual, the obvious sign of needed your feed. After a couple minutes you finally climbed out the shower even if you didn’t want to. Hair dripping water onto the floor as you walked to the kitchen in just your towel. Grabbing one of the bags of blood out after feeding the animals, you sat at the table to eat. Or drink. 

You changed into comfortable clothes and just sat on the couch. As you thought about it, it had been a while that you’ve just sat down. Ever since you first met Will everything has been, mental. Getting harassed by Paxson, him getting arrested after you bit half of his hand off. Meeting Hannibal on very random occasions.

It hurt you head to even think about everything that has happened in less than a week. 

5:00 pm

Work. Simple easy well besides the F.B.I still looking for evidence in the embalming room. Yeah your nerves were up. It made it even worse since no one came for anything in person, it was only phone calls and it was affecting everyone's work. “I hope these guys can find what they're looking for.. I want to get my clients back.” You overheard Marie and Axel talking in the office next to the main area. 

You understood Marie. Kinda, but good thing you were going to have company. Will came through the entrance and greeted you with his very deadpan face. “Looks dead in here.” he sarcastically said as he took his coat off. “Wow how could you guess?” You wanted to facepalm from the amount of puns you've heard. But it was nice to have a warm body around. 

“How's work? Hope our guys aren't too much of a bother.” He walked up to your desk and leaned on it. “I mean besides them running our customers and clients away.. They aren't bothering much.” You motioned to empty seats and offices available. 

“Ah. Usually happens. People are anxious of the law, afraid to do anything misleading.” Will had a way to suck the life out of words, speak in a monotone voice yet very professional. “Are you even here to work Mr. Graham?” A glint of questioning in your eyes spoke, but truly unusual for him. 

He looked right at you. Almost right through you. “Would you like to join me for dinner. I'd like to talk to you about your strange relationship with my Psychologist.” The question hit you like a bullet that he clearly loaded. 

“Theres nothing going on between me and Hannibal." “well then you can tell me all about it during dinner.” Will quickly responded as he pushed himself off your desk. Was Will Graham taking you on a date? No way. 

“I'll take it as a yes.” He nodded as he gave a nod as he just walked to the embalming room. He just left you there questioning what the hell happened. 

7:00 pm

The F.B.I was there the whole day, and as soon as you were clocking out a special surprise was waiting for you at the door. “Hope you're hungry.” Will just looked at you as he put his coat back on. A wave of dread hit you, just hoping the food was going to be good. 

“I don't exactly have a choice do I." you sighed as if it was so bad. You liked the company, it just depends on how much he questions. “You walk to work right? We can just get into my car.” He said as he started to walk out without you, but like a true gentleman he waited. Inpatiently for you at the door. 

7:20 pm 

The drive was quiet. It almost scared you, he wasn't working and was questioning your personal life. It's not like it was inappropriate he was just curious of you and Hannibal. That's all right? 

[holyjavel]

I really want to write stories, but I'm afraid they'll be straight-up dog shit. Yet I have quite a few ideas. 🥀

[daughter0fthewitch]

my sick and twisted mind has such good ideas for fallen but my sick and twisted mind also has no motivation to write them out

You looked up at him through blurred vision. "I can't..." your breath shook pathetically, "I can't stand." For a moment, you looked almost like you had when you first arrived. Not an angel, just something frightened and lost. Hannibal's expression softened a fraction, "Come here." You stared at him, sniffling and sobbing. "I'll help you." The words settled over you. Help. A word you had learned to associate with him. Slowly, painfully, you moved, not standing, nor walking, but crawling, crawling like a thing. Your hands pressed against the floor as you dragged yourself forward, wings trailing behind you like a heavy, broken cloak. Every movement made the room spin harder. Your breath came unevenly. You hated how helpless you felt. You hated that your body no longer obeyed you. You hated that a part of you still wanted his approval. "Hannibal..." you sniffled again, reaching toward him, he remained still, patiently waiting. You looked up as you had come closer, almost reaching him, and then... he stepped back. Just slightly. Enough that you had to move farther. Enough that you had to follow. Your expression shifted. Confusion. Hurt. Something almost childlike. "Hannibal?" you whimpered. He looked down at you, almost patronisingly calm. His dumb little angel. "Come on."