Hannigram Tropefest 2022 Masterlist
Thanks to everyone who took part in this year’s Hannigram Tropefest. For our first round, we had an amazing selection of fanfics and artistic creations. You can find all of our fics in our Hannigram Tropefest 2022 collection on AO3, but for all fic and art links, please see below.
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‘I shouldn’t feel lonely when you’re gone'
Author: Angelic_Disaster
Artist: Vampyrzky
Rating: Explicit
Length: 28,859 words
Ships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter (Mentions of Past Alana Bloom/Hannibal Lecter)
Warnings: Choose to not use archive warnings
Tropes: Amnesia, Will’s Aftershave, Chicken Soup
The heart monitor connected to Hannibal makes a sudden, unrhythmical beep the moment Will enters through the door.
“You must forgive me for my bluntness, but are we in a romantic relationship?” Hannibal asks and Will isn’t exactly sure how to answer that. He can’t technically say no, but honestly, bloody courtship may be a more proper name for it.
While Hannibal suffers from a case of amnesia, Will puts a stop to the honey-trap plan to take care of him.
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Trope: Wrong Number (Hannigram)
Author: TigerPrawn
Artist: Ani Louhetar
Rating: Explicit
Length: 5,680 words
Ships: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Warnings: No Archive Warnings
Tropes: Wrong number, A/B/O, different first meeting
Summary:
Omegas only go into heat if they meet a compatible alpha, but with both alphas and omegas being so rare it is an infrequent occurrence. One that Will Graham had certainly never anticipated happening to him.
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Dinner Is Best Served By Tour Bus
Author: TheSilverQueen
Artist: hit_the_books
Rating: T
Length: 6,146
Ships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter
Warnings: Nonconsensual Vampire Turning
Tropes: Alternate Universe - Vampires, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Hannibal Lecter is the Chesapeake Ripper
Summary:
When Alana cajoles Will into taking an actual, real vacation, he decides to go to Florence and do touristy things, like eat good food and go on tours and be spontaneous. All good things, except for the fact that his spontaneous decision to go on a tour in the catacombs brings him face to face with very hungry vampires who think he is dinner.
“I believe you all were promised an experience of a lifetime,” says the definitely-not-a-statue man on the throne. “And we do plan to deliver. For the feast of a Council is, I’m told, quite the sight to behold. Sadly, none of us are vegetarians.”
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You Were Made for Me
Author: hisvoicebrokemyheart
Artist: pensulliwen
Rating: General
Length: 3,272 words
Ships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, (past Will Graham/Original Characters), (past Alana Bloom/Hannibal Lecter mentioned), (past Hannibal Lecter/Bedelia duMaurier mentioned)
Warnings: brief mention of canon typical gore
Tropes: soulmates/soul bond, bathing, Hannibal is the Devil
Summary:
Will never thought he would be cut out for a soul bond — people were averse to his touch, he was too cold. Then he met Hannibal Lecter, and Will learned what warmth was for the first time. Their relationship was one that flayed themselves open to one another, but it seems that Hannibal has one last secret to reveal.
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Forgive Me Father, For I Wish To Sin
Author: ImpalaAngel
Artist: hughmikkelsen
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Cannibalism, Religious Trauma, Canon-compliant levels of violence
Tropes used: Priest!Hannibal, Priest!Will, Cannibalism, First Time, Gone Fishing, Hannibal is The Devil, How much whiskey can Will have before his ankles are in the air, Murder Family, Post-Fall Europe, Shattered Teacup, Voyeurism.
Ships: Hannibal/Will
Word Count: 105,635 words
Summary:
Think “Seven,” but sexy. Will and Hannibal find themselves on a yacht and sail to Italy to become priests of a local small town church with a history of corruption. They meet an enigmatic young woman and all three set out on a journey of self discovery: she by using her power for good, and they by realising the depths with which love can go. Of course, Italy is not without its own mysteries as Hannibal and Will kill and fuck their way from pride to sloth, their past catches up to them. Just how did they end up with Dr. DuMaurier’s leg on a table? And of course, they tie up a few red loose ends.
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it takes one to know one
Author: Biv_w
Artist: ScarletMothlet
Rating: Explicit
Length: 3,085 words
Ships: Hannibal/Will
Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence.
Tropes: Drawing Will Graham, Hannibal is The Chesapeake Reaper, Hannibal’s Mind Palace, Skin Hunger, Sailing the Atlantic, Murder Husbands, Hannibal and his Uncanny Strength of Smell, Fluff.
Summary:
Hannibal sees a new face in prison and feels far more than intrigued.
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The Blood of the Son
Author: bittercigs_ (twitter)
Artist: i-call-me-clarence (tumblr)
Rating: Teen
Length: 4,911 words
Ships: Gen
Warnings: Religious Imagery & Symbolism; Mild Depictions of Violence
Tropes: New Orleans Police Detective!Will Graham, Priest!Hannibal, Casefic
Summary:
One of the best in the NOPD, Detective Will Graham struggles to solve a string of recent murders, leading him to temporarily turn back to the religion he’d previously abandoned.
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The Lamb of God
Author: LAfterDark30
Artist: i-call-me-clarence
Rating: Explicit
Length: 12,632
Ships: Hannibal/Will
Warnings: some pretty blasphemous uses of the Bible and Catholic history, Chilton has a BAD time, character death (none of the mains), graphic artsy violence, manipulative Hannibal, alcoholism in appearance only, betrayal, choking, of the non-sexy kind, dead dove, for the choking, anal sex, Bottom Will, Top Hannibal
Tropes: Soulmates, Priest Will, Demon Hannibal
Summary:
In a world where meeting your soul mate makes their name appear on your skin, Hannibal lived free of that nonsense. As a demon without a soul, he spent his time torturing exorcists and taunting the Church until he heard of the Church’s prized exorcist Father Will Graham, the “lamb of God,” and the idea for his ultimate masterpiece of terror took shape.
Step 1: Get close to Father Graham.
Step 2: Cultivate his darkness.
Step 3: Turn him against his beloved Church.
He just had to ignore Father Graham’s name appearing as a soul mark on his skin.
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The Dispersal Method
Author: victorine
Artist: hit_the_books
Rating: Explicit
Length: 16,906
Ships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter
Warnings: no archive warnings apply, sex pollen, dubious consent (mutual as both are exposed to pollen), consensual choking (brief), unrecommended lube alternatives
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sex pollen, honeypot Will, crime-scene sex, sex in the Bentley, “Is Hannibal in love with me?”, secret surprise trope (no spoilers)
Summary:
It’s a normal fall day in the forest for Will Graham. Dead body in front of him, cannibal psychiatrist behind him, the usual. Then Will brushes against the wrong flower, and suddenly neither he nor Hannibal can keep their hands off each other. Now Will must navigate his way out of the crime scene and Jack’s scrutiny while also trying not to jump Hannibal’s bones at every opportunity.
Well, one out of three ain’t bad.
Set nebulously in s2, post-Will’s release from the BSHCI. Will’s a conflicted honeypot, Hannibal’s a (not-so) secretly-besotted asshole, and nobody has brought enough lube.
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Mozzie’s Mass in C Minor
Author: @sihaya74 (AO3 MadhouseMuse)
Artist: @MissLunaKitty (AO3 MargotBloom)
Rating: Explicit
Length: 7,395 words
Ships: Hannigram
Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence
Tropes: Post-Fall Cuba, Murder Husbands, Cannibalism, Will the Boat Mechanic, Night at the Symphony.
Summary:
After a few years laying low in Cuba, Hannibal and Will attend the national symphony in Havana. There, they have a fateful meeting with an American politician on vacation. You know what happens. :) THIS PROJECT IS DEDICATED TO OUR HERO AND OUR FANDOM KING - BRYAN FULLER, WITH MUCH LOVE FROM LUNA AND SIHAYA.
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the price of anything
Author name: neila777
Artist name: G0UGER
Rating: Gen
Length: 9,101
Ships: Hannibal/Will
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Tropes used: Magic AU, Hannibal cooks for Will, Chicken Soup
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There’s magic here. Not just magic, but powerful magic. Dangerous magic. It’s woven through the walls and lights and air, shifting and settling as Hannibal moves through the space.
A door at the back of the store opens suddenly and in walks a man carrying a pile of books that he sets on the glass counter. His face is framed by dark brown curls as he leans over the volumes, peering over his glasses. To Hannibal, the image of it feels like something one would see in a painting — a carefully sculpted subject posed to catch the light just right as he’s absorbed his work.
Or: Hannibal stumbles into Will’s magic shop and the two are instantly drawn to each other, but they’ll have to face their secrets as they grow closer together.
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Contempt of Courtly Love
Author: Sergeant_Sawyer
Artist: scarletmothlet
Rating: Teen
Word count: 3,100
Ships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter
Warnings: Major character death, spoilers
Tropes: Murder husbands, ficlet collection
Summary:
8 ways in which Will and Hannibal’s relationship does (or doesn’t) correlate with principles of Courtly Love.
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The Boogeyman
Author: Call_Me_Clarence
Artist: hit_the_books
Rating: Mature
Length: 20,636
Ships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter
Warnings: Canon typical violence, Blood and gore, Implied bottom Will, Implied top Hannibal, Brainwashing of a minor, No underage sex, Kidnapping of an underage victim, Capture bonding (Not between Will and Hannibal), Domestic violence (Not between Will and Hannibal), Alcohol use, Implied/Referenced Alcohol abuse/Alcoholism, Murder, Sexual content, Frottage, Frottage for a case, First Kiss, Hannibal is still a serial killer but blink and you’ll miss the hints
Tropes: Bestfriend Bev, There was only one bed, Snuggling for warmth, Encephalitis Will, Case fic
Summary:
Will and Hannibal head to Minnesota to solve the case of The Boogeyman, a serial killer who hides under victims’ beds and waits for them to fall asleep before attacking. There’s only one hotel room available, and even worse, only the one bed. As they get closer to the killer they find themselves getting closer to each other.
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a siphon; to pass through
Author: chaparral_crown
Artist: merrythoughts
Rating: Mature
Length: 71,226
Ships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter
Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Medical Trauma, Chronic Illness, Blood and Gore
Tropes: Sick Fic, Vampires, Meet Cute
Summary:
For approximately ten minutes, Will entertains the possibility that the whole evening before had been a very vivid dream, not because he is particularly doubtful of his memory, but because Doctor Lecter - Hannibal - doesn’t leave any evidence of his visit, no matter where Will’s keen eyes look for it.
And he does look for it.
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Will Graham’s encephalitis comes from an unexpected source - late onset type 1 diabetes. Between the betrayal of his body, and the strange doctor that he meets on an arrest, he’s not so sure he’s not experiencing a relapse, or if the dead have actually risen to clear out his cabinet of liquor and blood sugar.
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Fever
Author: Hannibalsimago
Artist: Sarah the Artiste
Rating: Mature
Length: 15,972
Ships: Hannibal/Will, Hannigram
Warnings: sickfic; Comfort/Angst, no other major warnings from AO3
Tropes: Domestic AU, Chicken Soup, Sickfic
Summary:
After the Fall, Will and Hannibal have settled into an asexual, monogomous, altogether ordinary domestic life together. For Hannibal it’s easy. He’s vowed to accept any restrictions that Will sets in place, just so he can share a lifetime with him.
And as for Will, he is resolutely determined not to change anything about what their lives are like now. Their past was full of unsaid feelings and buried emotions. So much deception and pain inflicted upon each other. Will has no desire to go back to that hurtful chaos. This way is better, he tells himself. After all, why mess up something that’s working? He doesn’t have to unpack any painful memories, deal with past sorrows. Life is good.
That is, until Hannibal becomes gravely ill and Will is faced with hard truths.
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I need my golden crown of sorrow, my bloody sword to swing
Author: obfuscatedheart
Artist: Ani Louhetar
Rating: Explicit
Length: ~20,000
Ships: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham
Warnings: Graphic description of violence, A/B/O typical sexism, Alpha!Hannibal, Omega!Will
Tropes: Royalty AU, Alpha/Beta/Omega society
Summary:
Will is set to inherit his father’s throne that is until he presents as an omega. He knows that he will be married off to someone who will take over the throne. A potential match is Mason Verger, who is violently anti omegas. Rather than be bonded to Mason Verger he instigates a war. To help his father to win the war he goes to a neighboring kingdom to ask for help. Along the way he meets the mysterious alpha Hannibal in the woods. Is he worth risking everything for?
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Open Your Wild Eye
Author: ChibiTabatha
Artist: Tulip
Rating: Explicit
Length: 34,988
Ships: Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham, Will Graham & Beverly Katz
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Bottom Will, Violence, Murder, Minor Character Death, Animal Illness, Minor Frederick Chilton/Will Graham
Summary:
Will is a struggling college student, his job cuts his hours again and Bev suggests that he becomes a sugar baby. After the first date was a flop, he gives Hannibal Lecter a chance. The man isn’t put off by his abrasive personality and they grow closer together.
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And that’s it!
If you’d like to see the AO3 Collection head on over to the Hannigram Tropefest 2022 Collection.
~ hit_the_books
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AU-gust Day 2: Immortals
He doesn’t know why he’s nervous.
Will stands outside the door trying to calm down his fast-beating heart, reciting the same shit by rote he has for decades now, and tells himself he’s going to make it through just fine. He’s never botched one of these check-ins, not ever, and yet every single time he worries this will be the one that gets him in trouble.
The guard opens the door, the cut of his dark brown suit the same as all the others outside of every door in this long never-ending hallway.
“You can come in now.”
His robotic voice makes Will even more nervous, and he steps inside taking a deep breath only to look up sharply.
“Oh.”
Will has been to these meetings every single month for nearly eighty years, and yet not once in the last twenty has he seen the one face he thought he never would again. He blinks back tears as he walks forward, taking in the ten seated immortal monsters who every year go through hundreds of others like him to be sure they’re safe to live among the humans. Their faces are all familiar, all safe, save for one.
Hannibal Lecter.
The vampire who left him in the night two decades ago and never once let Will know why.
The creature who makes him ache, whose scent he wants to drown in, and who rejected him after only one night together.
One magical, special night.
The woman in the middle of the council holds up Will’s file, Bedelia DuMaurier, a vampire like Hannibal himself, and reads with a smile.
“Will Graham, werewolf, works in the FBI solving…” she looks up, “Murders? Are you a corpse sniffing hound then?”
Will grits his teeth.
“No, ma’am,” he says, not looking at Hannibal though he can feel the vampire’s eyes on him, “I…I get the whole of it through scent but I…I can…”
“He can see the killers,” Hannibal finishes, making Will bite back a moan at the sound of his voice, “Can’t you, Mister Graham?”
Will tries to hold in his tears as turns to look at him. “Yes, Sir.”
Hannibal’s smile fades as they look at each other.
“Do you…live alone, Mister Graham?”
“Yes,” he says, shaking now, “I…I don’t have a mate.”
“Odd,” Abel Gideon remarks, his voice almost a cough which is not uncommon for ghouls, “For a werewolf to not have a pack.”
“I have dogs,” he says, trying not to glare, “I…I don’t need a mate. I’m perfectly fine on my own…Sir.”
“Will,” Hannibal says, his voice like honey in Will’s ears, “Have you…not…a companion? No one to warm your bed at night or…”
Will cannot hold in his tears as he looks at him and Bedelia scoffs.
“I see the puppy is angry,” she says, “You’re not usually so skittish, Mister Graham. Do you have something to hide?”
“No, I…”
“You’re crying,” she taunts, “Any werewolf in tears is obviously hiding something underneath his puppy dog exterior. I think perhaps he…”
“NO!” Hannibal growls, making everyone look at him.
Bedelia stares at Hannibal angrily as Will feels like he’ll shift any second.
“Are you questioning the council’s decisions, Mr. Lecter? This is your first year as a member and I’d hate to have you dissolved so soon on your first day. You’ve been exemplary so far,” she looks at Will, “Or is there something about this one? Do you like puppies?”
Hannibal growls. “He is no puppy, Ms. DuMaurier, and you are out of line. This is not his first time, and you know he’s safe. Let him through.”
“I think perhaps…’
“SHUT UP MRS. KOMEDA!” Hannibal yells, “OR I WILL SHUT YOUR MOUTH FOR YOU!”
His eyes are red, angry, and Will can smell his scent so strong his cock is heavy between his legs. He falls to the floor, growling, and several things happen at once. Two other werewolves on the council get up, growling, and start to argue with Bedelia, Tobias Budge and Randall Tier, while Will hears a crash to the floor just as he feels his clothes ripping.
And a second later Hannibal has hold of him.
“Breathe, Will,” he whispers, his scent making Will dizzy, “Breathe for me.”
Will’s vision is yellow, and yet he sees Hannibal so clearly, he whimpers.
“I hate you so much.”
A dark tear falls out of Hannibal’s eye, and he realizes that vampires cry blood.
Why is Hannibal crying?
“I know, Mylimasis,” Hannibal whispers, “I know, but…you cannot shift here. Breathe.”
Will breathes in and out, calming, and Hannibal nuzzles his cheeks making him purr as his body relaxes.
“HANNIBAL EXPLAIN YOURSELF!” Bedelia yells.
Will’s eyes are heavy as he hears Hannibal growl.
“He is mine,” he says, “And no one will throw him down with the discards. If you do not trust him among the humans, then he’s remanded to my care as of right now.”
Will’s confusion makes him sigh. “What? You…”
“You can’t make that choice, Hannibal, you…”
“If you do not, I will kill every single person in this room. You know what I can do.”
Everyone freezes.
“You’re banned from this council,” Bedelia says, her voice shaking, “And…I never want to see that mongrel puppy again. He’s your problem now.”
Will purrs as Hannibal pulls him up, nuzzling his neck. “Done.”
He barely has time to take in his fate as Hannibal lifts him, confusing him even more, and he’s carried through the exit like a ragdoll.
“What..what did…how…”
“Sleep, Will. Just sleep.”
The rest of Will’s worries fade away, and yet he has no idea of his new ones.
Not that it matters when he feels so good.
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AU-gust 2023 - Day 22: Celebrities
“So….are we gonna address the elephant in the room?”
Will paused as he took a sip of his water, throat dry from all the talking he’d done for this interview already, and felt his chest tighten.
“That depends on the elephant.”
The omega interviewing him, her name was Natalie he thought, smiled slightly.
“Hannibal Lecter.”
He set down his drink a little too loudly, and for a minute hoped it cracked the glass table.
“What about him?” he asked, not looking up.
“You and he were pretty close on the set of ‘Alpha Mart.’ There were rumors you were pretty much courting openly for months and then when it premiered there was nothing. You didn’t even do interviews together.”
Will’s lip curled.
He’d agreed to this “tell all” interview because he knew it would hype up his first non-romantic role in ‘Resist’ and he’d had to allow one question about Hannibal or they wouldn’t even put him on at all.
But now he wished he’d just said no.
“Hannibal is Hannibal,” he said, blinking back tears as he looked up at her, “We got close, and we…we might’ve been closer than friends but now we’re not. I don’t want to tell a story he hasn’t, and I’m not the type of man who kisses and tells. It didn’t work out. Sometimes it's the right person, wrong time, and I think….it’s not our time.”
Natalie’s eyes widened. “So, you think there could be a right time?”
Will scoffed. “He’s close to being mated to Bedelia DuMaurier,” he said, trying not to sound bitter, “And he’s happy. I’m not gonna sit here and say I’m thrilled with how things ended, but I’m not going to be that type of omega. We’re different people, and…I’ve come to understand that. Now can we move on and talk about the movie?”
She nodded, looking at him with pity that made him wish he’d just stopped at one response, and for the rest of the interview Will was so close to snapping he hardly held on. He didn’t bother to say a word when he left after, and was met by his manager, Alana, outside with a travel tumbler full of whiskey that he drank gladly.
“Never again,” he said, his voice shaking, “You hear me, Alana? Never again, will I answer that question.”
“I’m sorry, Will. It was the only…”
He ignored her, heading for his waiting car, and when they pulled away he opened the tumbler to down the rest of the whiskey feeling buzzed just enough to drift off before home. Will didn’t remember getting to bed, but he woke up there hours later starving for pizza. He walked out into the hallway, wiping his eyes, and yawned.
“Aiden? Aiden, are you here? I need…”
No one seemed to be in the house, so he walked out into the backyard where his bodyguards Duncan and Markus both were smoking cigarettes.
“Hey,” he said, “Is Aiden not here?”
“The kid went to get you a pizza.”
Will smiled. “He knows me so well.”
He turned to head back inside before Markus called out to him.
“Will.”
Will looked at him. “Yeah?”
“Your cell has been ringing off the hook since you passed out, you might wanna look at it.”
He frowned. “Ok, thanks.”
Will headed back inside, unsure of where he’d left his phone, and found it plugged into an outlet in the kitchen. He picked it up, and saw that yes he did have a bunch of missed messages.
He looked at the first from Beverly Katz, one of his best friends and one time co-stars.
ARE YOU OK?
Will frowned.
WILL ANSWER ME!
WILL HE CALLED ME!
Continued in: AU-gust Writing Challenge 2023 - Chapter 22: Celebrities
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