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Slaughtered Lambs

Hannibal x reader

Word count: 1005

Hannibal knew his wife wasn’t normal. Even when he first met her, under the bunny facade that she put on he knew something darker lay underneath. Even in the mundane things that his wife did Hannibal found a scent of darkness. He looked at her, sitting beside him, engulfed in a huge blanket making her look like a burrito. Sometimes Hannibal wondered if it was his own imagination that tricked him into believing that something much more sinister lay beneath his wife’s facade. Hannibal brushed the thoughts away and instead turned his attention back to his wife, tracing over the tattoo on her back as she told him about the students she had to deal with at school that day. Hannibal only hummed and nodded his head, the thought still lingering in the back of his mind.

“You’re not listening!” she said, whining. Hannibal chuckled at his wife before pressing a tender kiss to her forehead, a signal to continue and she did, ranting on about her class as Hannibal listened to her voice. There was always something about his pretty little wife that intrigued him. Even before they met or he began to court her, Hannibal saw her from afar. Like she was the moon and he was the star in the night sky. She was one in billion while he was a speck of dust compared to her beauty. On countless occasions he and his wife hosted her students with unfortunate home situations in their far too big home.

“You should sleep, my love.” Hannibal told her, petting her hair gently, as if she would break if he did it too hard. She looked up at him and gave him a small smile before kissing his cheek and heading up to bed. Hannibal’s promise that he’d be there soon only made her nod. Of course, he didn’t know his wife prior to courting her, no. She was Will’s friend. A close friend at that as well. His beautiful, smart and cunning wife was someone who knew the reclusive Will Graham inside out. In fact, their meeting was by chance, Will tried everything to keep his lovely friend away from the predatory gaze of Hannibal Lecter. However he failed and instead attended their wedding as best man. Hannibal smiled at the thought of (Y/n) in the white dress she wore on their wedding. The painting of them hung over the fireplace.

Hannibal thought back to the very first time he saw his wife, under the sunshine, in a beautiful great summer dress at Will Graham’s house. She barged in, looking at Hannibal confused before asking him who he was. Hannibal stared back at her confused, appalled by her rude behavior. Will looked between the two of them before sighing and apologizing to Hannibal. He stated that he forgot about the small picnic he had planned with his dear friend.

“Oh you’re the psychiatrist!” She claimed, a moment of realization dawning on her. Hannibal could feel the warmth coming up onto her cheeks. She nodded at him before secretly gesturing to Will to leave. Hannibal offered her a kind smile, one she returned.

Hannibal was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a loud crash from upstairs. His immediate thoughts went to his wife. He scurried up the stairs, worrying if (Y/n) was okay. It wasn’t an impossible thought to think that an ex patient of Hannibal’s would attack her. She was his family, the only one he had left. Thoughts of her death rushed forward into Hannibal’s mind. Finding her laying dead there would certainly break him beyond a point of repair.

“Darling! What happened?” Hannibal shouted out, a sense of urgency in his voice. When he heard nothing, he rushed faster up the stairs, they seemed never ending in this moment. Once he reached the upper floor, Hannibal tentatively opened the door, not prepared to see what could possibly lie on the other side of it.

“Darling?” Hannibal called out. He waited for a moment and when he heard no answer, he went in. The sight in front of him surprised him to say the least.

His pretty little wife, hacking away at the intruder with her letter opener. The man on the floor was bludgeoned beyond recognition. His face caved in, clearly she used the phone to do that. His wife’s hair was all over the place, pieces of hair covered in chunks of blood and skin. The man’s chest was cut open. Hannibal took in the sight before him, a ghost of a smile on his face. He was correct, there was something much darker that lay beneath her facade of normality.

“Dearie?” Hannibal called out to his wife and she looked at him, brushing away some hair from her face while spreading blood on it as well. Hannibal just fell in love with her all over again. She smiled at him.

“Hannibal! I’m so glad you came up.” (Y/n) told him, walking forward to reach him, Hannibal met his wife half way and pulled her into him. Kissing her with such passion. The blood that was once on her hands now on his as well. It was morbid, the two of them, kissing in front of a dead body. Thought it was sweet too. The two of them accept each other for who they are. There was no need for them to hide who they are.

“Let’s clean up, get rid of the body.” Hannibal whispered into his wife’s ear. Glancing at the body once again.

“I know exactly what you could do with the body.” His wife spoke, looking up at Hannibal with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Hannibal looked down at her, smiling as well. She was Bonnie to his Clyde. The moon to his stars, his entire universe. There was not a single thing that Hannibal wouldn’t do for her.

“The things we do for love.” Hannibal said, leaning down to kiss his wife’s forehead. He felt her nod on his chest.

So I saw your " Slashers w/ a S/O that looses consciousness throughout the day " post and I was wondering if you could maybe make another one with more Slashers? You don't have to if you don't want to

Ask and you shall receive😌

(Sorry it's not that good, I'm sick☹️)

Slashers w/ a S/O that looses consciousness throughout the day II

Yautja

You're cuddling, enjoying each others presence, when he feels your head slump on his shoulder. He thought you fell asleep, but when he tried to wake you up again, you didn't react.

He shakes you, not too harshly but enough to make you wake up. At least he thought you would.

Worried for your well being, he brings you to the ooman doctor, who tells him that you just fainted. He, of course, gets even more worried and wants to help you in every way possible.

After a while, you wake up in the bed you shared with your lover. As soon as you sat up, said lover tackled you into a hug, knocking the air out of your lungs. He purrs, gliding his mouth-things (srry idk what they're called:)) along your cheeks.

Happily he showed you a box with everything he collected, to help you with your fainting problems.

The box was full with water bottles, pillows, a fan and much more.

He purred happily when you hugged him again, thanking him.

Hannibal Lecter

He knows about your fainting problem, he experienced it with some patients of his.

When you fainted while he was reading a book, he was able to put his hand on your forehead so you wouldn't hit the table.

He laid you down, letting your head rest on his lap.

After a while you wake up again, Hannibal helps you sit up. Ha asks how you feel, if you are in any pain.

You tell him you're fine, and he gives you a warm smile and a kiss on your cheek.

He offers you some tea and something to eat, and you happily accepts, he always makes sure that you're healthy and safe.

Will Graham

Just like Hannibal, he knows about your little problem. So, when you fall over, his dogs are quick to bark for him to help.

He rushes over, making sure you're not hurt.

Will laid you on his couch, putting a blanket over you before heading to the kitchen to prepare a glass of water for you.

His dogs stay around the couch, making sure that no one disturbs you in your sleep.

At the time you woke up, Will was by your side, handing you the glass of water.

His dogs are also happy that you're back to conciousness, they start to lick your hands, barking happily.

Brahms Heelshire

He hears the thump through the walls, wondering what heavy thing you might have dropped.

The hairy male made it to the location where the loud noise came from.

As soon as he saw you laying there, he quickly made his way over to you. He noticed the bloody wound on your forehead.

Slightly panicking, he brought you to your bedroom, laying you on your bed.

He got a wet cloth, wiping the blood on your forehead away.

Patiently, he waited by your side for you to wake up again. Eventually, you did.

Brahms was immediately crushing the life out of you with a tight hug. Even after all the times you fainted, he did get worried for you. He always loved to see your eyes when you woke up again.

I can fix him <3 (no really I can)

i can fix him (no really i can)

I want to start posting fics on here but I need some ideas

I want to write for Hannibal and Will first but if you’ve got any other ideas let me know!

Drunk (Will Graham)

Description: Y/N is drunk and has a secret.

Word Count:630

Y/N was drunk. She was what people would call “shitfaced.” She and Will went out to the bar to have a drink but that drink went from one to a ton. At least for her it did. Will kept sober and only had a few drinks. He never let himself get drunk especially in front of Y/N. He cared a lot about her and was worried he’d out himself to her. Maybe he’d out himself about the murder he once committed or the fact that he was in love with her. But he never wanted to find out so he never got drunk with her.

Y/N on the other hand wasn’t afraid of what she would say, or at least it appears that way. Her giggles were adorable as she held onto Will as he carried her to the couch of his home. Y/N lived too far away for him to drive right now and he didn’t wanna leave her alone. “Man, I wish Hannibal was here.” She slurred her words. He gave her a weird look and laughed. “Hannibal? Why?” She shrugged and yawned. “I need someone that I can tell my secrets to.” He sat down on the couch by her feet. “You can tell me your secrets.” He said. “But Hannibal…” She trailed off. “Are you into Hannibal?” He asked, praying that she wasn’t.

“Nope I’m into Will.” She slurred and giggled. His eyes widened at her words. There’s no way. It had to be the alcohol talking. She sat up and giggled. She put her finger to his lips, “Shhhh. You can’t tell him though.” She said. Will shook his head, “I won’t.” “Good.” She nodded and laid back down. Will stared at her as she passed out on the couch. Thoughts were racing in his head. Did she mean it? Was she into him? He had to find out in the morning. 

He ended up taking her to her bed and he passed out on the couch. She had gotten up before him and smiled at the sight of him sleeping. “Hey.” She tapped him. He opened his eyes, “Hey.” He whispered. “Thank you for staying. You didn’t have to.” He smiled. “Had to make sure you were okay.” “Yeah, I probably said something I shouldn’t have.” He was wide awake now. He sat up and looked at her, “What do you mean?” She shrugged. “I don’t remember anything.”

He debated on whether or not he should tell her what she told him. What if she didn’t mean it? He thought as he stared off into space. “Will?” She snapped her fingers in his face. He shook his head and looked at her. “You can tell me what I said. Yeah I’ll probably die of embarrassment but still I should know what awful secret I told you.” He smiled, “It wasn’t an awful secret.” She sat down next to him, “Then what was it?”

He looked at her and looked at her lips. Without really thinking about what he was doing he leaned in and kissed her. She was in shock at his action and didn’t kiss back fast enough. He pulled away just before she could, “I’m sorry. That wasn’t okay of me to do.” “I told you I liked you didn’t I?” He nodded. She smiled and leaned in to kiss him but before she did, “I take it you like me back?” She asked and he nodded. This time they both kissed each other and it felt right. Once the needed oxygen they pulled away. She giggled and he let out a breathy laugh. “Wow.” He said. She smiled and ran her fingers over his swollen lips. “I’m so glad you got drunk.” He joked and she giggled and kissed him again.

Childhood best friend!reader X Will plsss

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Pairing: Will Graham x Reader

OKAY THIS IS EVERYTHING AND I HAVE THOUGHTS!

This gif is also the exact Will I am picturing today.

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Okay, listen, I don’t think Will has ever gotten over anything. I mean that figuratively, but in a really real way. He seems like the type not to dwell on the past, but one to appreciate the nostalgia for the experiences he had while he was growing up. This wouldn’t control his life in any way, but he would appreciate those moments of reminiscence that come with an old favorite song or the sight of a yearbook he forgot about.

Nothing can convince me that Will had oodles and oodles of friends in school and early adulthood, and he probably didn’t want that anyway. But he did have a close knit circle that was a constant for him in his young life, and one of his closest friends was you.

You were the first in that circle, you and Will being a duo since you were young, but time seemed to have taken both of you in separate directions. You caught up on rare occasions, but you mostly lived in each other's distant memories. A person only recalled when the name comes up, but in a way that is filled with nothing but fondness. Your time together was lovely, it just didn’t carry far beyond youth.

Maybe one day, while he’s picking up coffee for himself and Jack before heading to a crime scene, he notices a familiar voice on the other side of the cafe. He’d grab his order and begin moving your way, calling your name softly once your conversation with your peers had some to a close, his eyes catching a glimpse at the beauty of your own for the first time in years.

A shocked smile would plant itself onto your face as you gasp in a kind of disbelief, “Will! It’s been so long!” and you’d meet him in a friendly hug, his arms meeting in the middle of your back in return.

“Yes it has. How have you been?” He would ask honestly, his own disbelief present in his voice as he listens to you tell him about all of your ventures.

You’d comment on his curls, much different than the last time you’d seen him, and say that he looked happy. He wouldn’t indulge much more on that topic, but his head would give a nod in response. He’d tell you of his work as a professor, speaking about how fulfilling it is and how satisfied it makes him, leaving out his more recent ventures in the field.

You’d tell him that you’re glad he found his place in everything, the conversation coming to that natural, unawkward end that these kinds tend to do.

Will would gesture towards the cafe door, signaling that he must be off, and you’d share another quick enbrace before he makes his exit, saying how you must catch up sometime soon.

You both know that likely won’t happen, but the thought is always nice.

Once outside, his head would turn back, looking for you one last time in the window, unaware that you’re doing the very same thing. A small, slightly stifled laugh leaves the both of you as Will shakes his head, his smile pointing towards the ground as he treks back to his car.

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The gif I used is from a set made by the lovely @hughdancybabyface

My request box is currently open, lovelies! Feel free to drop a request in there (or just Hannibal chitter chatter) just please read my guidelines first :)

Safe Space

Will Graham x Reader

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The knocks were soft at first, gradually increasing in sound at your lack of response. You jolt awake, confused, as you look around your dark room, eyes locking on your alarm clock. You groan at the numbers: 2:30 am. Reluctantly, you get out of bed, concluding it must be an emergency.

When you look through the peephole, you’re surprised to find Will dressed in his pajamas. You quickly open the door, giving you a better view of his attire. He was wearing no shoes, his feet caked with dirt. He looks completely out of sorts as you usher him inside.

“What?.. What am I doing here? What time is it?” Will’s voice trembled as he looked around, eyes clouded with confusion. You’re just as confused as him; his house is miles from yours. You can’t believe he managed to get here without being hit by a car.

“It’s 2:30, I think you sleepwalked here.” He just nodded his head, recalling the countless times he had woken up in the middle of the road, confused. This is the first time he’s ended up at your house, though. “Come on, we need to get you cleaned up.” You lead him to your bathroom, grabbing a washcloth to clean his blackened feet. Will just sits there, still trying to collect his thoughts.

After you finish cleaning his feet, you lead him to your bedroom. Setting him on the bed, “Do you want something to drink? You must be thirsty.” He gives a weak ‘yes.’

When you come back, he’s in the same position you left him in, sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the wall in front of him. He gladly takes the cup when you return, downing the glass in one large gulp. He finally speaks up after finishing his water, “I need to get home.”

“I’ll take you in the morning. Right now, you need to sleep. I’ll make sure you don’t do any more wandering.” He gives you a small nod, lifting up the blanket and crawling into bed. You’re making your way towards the door when Will calls out to you.

“Lay with me?” he asks softly. You give a soft “okay,” climbing into the bed next to him. Will and you were officially just friends; unofficially, you were much more than that. While this is the first time you’re sleeping in the same bed, it’s not the first time you’ve watched over him while he slept. Though last time, he was in the hospital.

You smile when you see Will already asleep. He always looks so peaceful when he sleeps, well, until a night terror plagues him. If that happens though, you’ll be there to soothe him back to sleep.

I need help finding a fanfic!! it's a Will Graham x reader where instead if Abigail being attacked and having her throat slit by her father it's the reader and Will goes to visit her at the hospital and bring her a new scarf and as she removing her old one to put on the new one he got her he notices the scar on her neck, then she talks about how she sometimes re-lives that day and she feels like she dying again and then it ends with Will's hand back on her neck like when he was trying to save her the day she was attacked and it's just this moment of understanding and fluff pls someone help me find it I'm in dire need to re-read it again and the frustration of not being able to find it has me almost in tears 🥲