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shegatsby · 1 year

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Can i request a smut of obsessed hannibal x shy student reader ( im obsessed with him lately). He is obsessed with her while she has a small crush on him and then he invited her to her house and just cant get enough of her (if u know what i mean *wink wink*)

A/N; Hi! Thank you for this request ;) I hope you like it.

Warnings; Smut! Sexual encounter, pussy eating etc.

Pairings; Hannibal x Y/N

Doctor Hannibal Lecter walked into his classroom with his leather bag, and his attitude. The dean of the university has been requesting, demanding to have him there and finally the dean put Will Graham on the job and Will convinced him to do it. Now Hannibal had three jobs; being a psychiatrist, helping the FBI and recently he has been teaching. Whenever he entered to give his lecture he would observe his students. Most of them were scared of him because he was a monster when he was grading papers, he never liked the way his students dressed, so informal and untidy. However, one of his students, Y/N, she always looked energetic, ready and put together. She had this type of feminine energy which made him navigate towards her, the perfume she wore filled his nostrils every time. The most attractive thing about her was that she would get so shy around him, red cheeks, always looking away whenever their eyes make contact. Hannibal was close to figuring her out, or so he thought. ‘’Hello.’’ He said with a dominant tone, he watched Y/N sitting straight, fixing her hair, ‘’Where did we left off last week?’’ he asked even though he knew where they were he was just checking to see if the students were interested, only Y/N replied. ‘’Thank you Ms. Y/L/N, shall we continue?’’

The rest of the class was as usual, he gave his presentation, executed swiftly, watched Y/N take notes, she looked adorable when she was focused on something. When he was finished he had a strange thought, his fox like mind was moving at a speed which he wasn’t used to, he waited for other students to leave the room so that he could be alone with her. ‘’Ms. Y/L/N,’’ she lifted her head to look, she was startled because a second ago he was at his desk, now he was right in front of her, ‘’Yes Doctor Lecter?’’ she said kindly. ‘’I’ve realized that you are quite interested in what I have to say about this lecture, would you like to come over to my home and discuss the upcoming topics? I want to feed your hunger for knowledge.’’ His hands were in his pockets, never loosing eye contact, he watched her go red with his last sentence.

‘’I- I would love that Doctor Lecter.’’

Y/N and also other students knew Doctor Lecter’s infamous dinner parties, she always imagined to be invited by him, just to see how he entertains his guests, also to be near him. Yes, she had a small crush but so did everyone. He was a brilliant man with great knowledge of his field and he was so polite to her all the time. Last week he brought coffee just for her, the other week she couldn’t make it to the lecture because she was extremely ill and Doctor Lecter sent her that weeks notes. She thought He does this to every student.. oh how wrong she was.

That evening she dressed to impress, black dress with a smooth make-up and high heels, when Hannibal opened the door in his expensive suit she realized she dressed right for the dinner.

Hannibal’s maroon eyes roamed over on her body, ‘’A work of art,’’ he thought ‘’all for me’’

‘’Please, come in. I must say, you look ravishing tonight.’’ Y/N tried to hide her face as she walked inside.

She knew he was rich but damn, his house was something else. He had a dark taste in colors and art, she found herself looking at the painting on the walls, as if she was at a museum. ‘’I assume you’re a fan of fine art?’’

He gave her a glass of red wine before dinner, ‘’Yes, I often visit art galleries and museums. I’m in awe of what people can do with their hands and imagination.’’ Hannibal lifted his eyebrow with a smirk look on his face, ‘’Shall we go to the dining room. Dinner awaits us.’’

He guided her by placing his large hand on the small of her back, she felt her heart at her throat.

The food was placed elegantly on the large table, the fireplace was lit, it gave a warm atmosphere to the place but she could feel the tension hanging in the air. Hannibal, as a gentleman, pulled her chair for her, she thanked him and sat.

The dinner conversation was casual, they talked about the university and classes, she was curious of his work with the FBI so Hannibal explained it generously. He usually had his dinner alone by the fireplace but having a company wasn’t so bad, he could feel the feeling of obsession rising from the back of his dark mind to the surface, it happened before and it didn’t end well. But maybe this time…

Y/n didn’t know exactly when and how she ended up in this position but she wasn’t complaining when Hannibal’s thick fingers found her wet clit and started to gently rub it. She was on top of the table, legs spread and Hannibal between them. His smug smile and his eyes will always be printed in her mind.

‘’Have you been wet like this during the dinner darling? If I knew… I wouldn’t have waited so long.’’ And she whined in pleasure because he started to finger her slowly, it was too slow for her liking. This pent up tension between them had to explode tonight, otherwise she felt like she was going to die.

He knelt to give her soft lips a kiss, which turned into a long make out session, she cupped his shaven cheeks with her hands, feeling his skin, his free hand went to squeeze her neck, he wasn’t rough but it wasn’t gentle either. They locked eyes, ‘’Let me taste you princess.’’ And with that he knelt on his knees and lifted her skirts. She had black lacy panties, he didn’t take them off just pushed them aside and started to give her small kisses, not there but her inner thighs. His slowness and the grip he had on her was driving her mad. ‘’Hannibal,’’ she said panting, ‘’please-‘’ he stopped and looked up, ‘’Please what princess?’’

He could see her cheeks, her parted lips and that expression her pretty face, she looked as if she was under a trance, a trance which Hannibal put on her. ‘’Use your words.’’ He demanded. He was certain that if she kept silent he wouldn’t move a muscle. ‘’Please eat me, use me.. I’m all yours.’’

A hungry smile planted on his dark face, ‘’As you wish princess.’’ And he dived into her treasure.

Hannibal had a taste for finer things in life, as soon as he got that intimate, warm taste of her he knew that he made no mistake in letting her into his space. She was so sweet and tasty, so soft and the sounds she made…

Even though she was wet Hannibal spit on her and also started to play with her with his fingers.

Y/N couldn’t believe her situation right now, her professor was eating her out at his home. Well, not like she didn’t have dream of it, but she never thought it would be this good. His tongue was skilled, his fingers hit the right spot.

Hannibal Lecter, even though he didn’t want to admit it, he too had dreams of her frequently. While he was treating a patient or giving his lectures he often thought of her, bent over on his table or on his kitchen counter. He pulled away from her, which made her whine in need. He pulled down his pants because he couldn’t wait anymore, he had to be buried in her sweet, juicy core.

He wrapped his dick and buried himself inside her fully, which made her freeze, ‘’Relax,’’ he knelt to give her a long kiss, ‘’I’m here.’’ They locked eyes as he started to move in and out.

''You like that princess? Look at you, legs spread for your professor. Such a whore.'' His shameless words and his pace made her legs shake in pleasure, Hannibal was rough with her hold on her this time, his hand chocked her throat and she saw stars.

Her body was moving with his fast speed, legs warpped around his waist, as she came undone she screamed his name over and over again.

''Now,'' his movements stopped slowly, ''You belong to me.''

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eatmedrinkmedevourmyheart · 11 months

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daybreaklynx · 1 year

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congratulations will graham for your successful top surgery🎉😊 done by the talented doctor hannibal lecter🙏🏽 he ate em. hope that's ok

this was meant only as a will graham screencap redraw(the one in s1) because I'm like, totally normal about him(clearly), then it turned into an hannigram little thing... my bad... I'll do it again

#hannibal #will graham #hannibal nbc #nbc hannibal #fanart #art #hannigram #hannibal fanart #will graham fanart #trans will graham #csp #artists on tumblr #hannigram fanart #undead will graham #hannibal lecter #doctor hannibal lecter #gay

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rayelovesfanfictions · 1 year

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CARMINE OR CRIMSON

Hannibal Lecter x Reader

Word Count: 1,209

Summary: You stayed over at Hannibal's place to spend the night because your car broke down. Thankfully, Hannibal is generous enough to prepare you a guest room and a cup of tea before going to bed.

Author's Note: I wrote this idea at 1 am on a school day and I continued writing it at school... Did not regret it :)

You slid the shower door open. A swift stream of wind greeted your freezing body, alerting you to cover yourself with a towel. But you stepped out of the shower first, stomping lightly at the mat to dry up your feet. After all, you didn’t want to leave Hannibal’s tidy bathroom wet. Your eyes scanned the room, searching for the towel Hannibal leaves for you. Turns out it was beside you the whole time, hanging hopelessly on the rack. You grabbed it. Wrapping it around your body, you can’t help but get a sniff of his detergent. His scent was surrounding you, almost hypnotizing you. You shook your head, trying to snap out of your wild thoughts.

Hannibal suddenly calls out your name, his voice sounded muffled inside the bathroom you are in. “Are you done?”

“Yes, almost done!” you screamed as you took a good look at yourself in the mirror before getting out.

“I’ll prepare the tea,” Hannibal continued.

“Oh, Doctor, you shouldn’t have!”

“Please, call me Hannibal, sweetheart.”

You shrugged, releasing a sigh. “You’ve put me in so many trouble already, Hannibal,” you replied, stressing his name purposely.

“I’m still making the tea.” You could hear him smiling.

He is always undefeatable around you. But you still believe he deserves at least a little break. Imagine waking up in the middle of the night by a person ringing your bell, only to have a woman by your door asking you to stay for the night because her car broke down. You were being such an asshole, but you couldn’t return home by walking in the middle of the night. It didn’t leave you with any choice.

You walked out of the bathroom, leading you back to the guest room Hannibal got you. A pair of big pajamas his size was already there for you at the bed, sitting soundly, waiting to be worn. A soft chuckle escaped your lips. Was it the nice gesture? The size being too big? Either way, you couldn’t identify what you’re chuckling at.

Without wasting any more time, you took the pajamas and put them on. The soft fabric falls lightly upon your shoulder, stretching down where your collar bone is visible to the eyes. And don’t forget about the bottoms on your legs where the long cloth kisses the floor.

A Carmine hairbrush at the nightstand caught the edge of your eyes. You slowly approach it as you ponder around. Did he prepare it for you or was it already there? No matter what Hannibal’s intention was, you still take it to groom your tangled, damped hair by the mirror at the massive dressing table.

The sound of creaking holds your attention. You took a peek at the door by looking at the reflection on the mirror. It was Hannibal, he came in with a tray of two cups of tea on top. But when his eyes meet yours, his whole movement freezes.

He gulped, eyeing everywhere out of embarrassment. “I apologize, I should’ve knocked first.” He eventually exits, but you stop him.

“Hey, it’s all right, Hannibal,” you called, manage to stop his tracks. “Please, come inside. It’s your home, after all.”

He smiled at your remark. After standing there for a few seconds, he decides to come in.

Hannibal places the tray down a set of drawers as he studies your appearance. You were trying to avoid his stare from the reflection on the mirror, steering clear of his sense of judgment that only makes your head spin.

“I should’ve given you a smaller size,” he finally said, growing a smile. “I’m sorry. I don’t keep women's clothes around my house.”

The way he says it almost made you question him, but you shake it off with a light smile.

“You know, I’m already thankful that you prepared me some clothes,” you said, finally meeting his gaze from the reflection in the mirror. “I was just about to go to sleep immediately.”

Hannibal smiled. “I must always satisfy my guests.”

He returns to the tray, grabbing one of the steaming cups and handed you the tea. “Fancy a cup?”

You shake your head. “Oh, you.” You place the Carmine brush down and receive his offer. “Thank you, Hannibal.” You took a small slurp. The taste of floral and fruttines melts in your tongue, leaving your mouth with a sweet aftertaste.

Your eyes widened in awe. “I’ve always loved Oolong tea,” you said. “Thank you.”

But he didn’t respond. Instead, he took the Carmine brush you set down. As you raise your head to meet his reflection in the mirror, Hannibal holds a handful of your hair and brushes them down gently. You almost choked in your tea.

“Oh, Hannibal, you…” But you were left stuttering at your own speech, puzzled as to what you should tell him.

“Yes?” he responds, not taking his eyes away from brushing your hair. “I’m all ears.”

The way he was so thoughtful in keeping your appearance clean and neat yet was still focused enough to listen to you… It almost distracts you from your own train of thoughts.

“This is Carmine, right?” you asked, finally knowing what to say. He stopped brushing for a second, thinking. “The color of the hairbrush?”

He continued not long after. “Oh, yes,” he answered. “But I have to admit, I never really knew it was Carmine. I always thought it was Crimson.”

You wanted to ask, is that why you gave it to me? Because the color represents passion, love, and affection? But you didn’t dare to leave a comment. Crimson could mean danger or warning too, after all.

“What does the color Carmine symbolize, anyway?” Hannibal asked out of the blue. Was he reading your mind?

“Crime.”

Blaring silence came between your shared gaze. Hannibal smiled.

“Funny,” he said.

You raised a brow. “Is it?” you asked. “How come?”

“Because I always thought the hairbrush represents love and excitement due to the color,” he admits. “It’s bizarre to hear that it means… Crime.”

“I guess it depends on the person,” you said. “I mean, I see Carmine at first. But you?”

It took him a few moments before he finally responded, “Crimson. Always have.”

No more conversing resumes. The silence prolonged, but it wasn’t that blaring type of silence. Nothing but the sound of Hannibal brushing your hair filled the chilly room. And you both seem to find comfort in it.

After your hair appears more neat than before, Hannibal slowed down until he completely stopped. He sets the hairbrush back at the nightstand, but your eyes helplessly follow it. Hannibal chuckled.

“Still wondering whether it’s Carmine or Crimson?” he asked as he approached you, snapping you away from the hairbrush. “You’ll always appear Crimson to me, darling.” He puts his hand on the back of your head as he moves closer, kissing your forehead softly. “Have a good night's sleep. I’ll make breakfast first thing in the morning.”

Hannibal exits the room, leaving you in your spot. Sitting alone with your crazy thoughts, your head burns on unanswered questions. Did he kiss my forehead? Why did he do that? He never does that.

Turns out, Hannibal’s statement was correct. You’re always Crimson to him.

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mikeynf · 4 months

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does anyone know if someone has made an NBC Hannibal Lecter edit somewhere with specifically the song “older” by Isabel LaRosa😭😭😭

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canti-balism · 6 months

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"Will, this all I ever planned for us."

Cannibalism gone wrong, gone sexual ⁉️⁉️

#hannigram #hannibal #hannibal nbc #will graham #will x hannibal #hannibal fanart #hannigram art #will graham fanart #hannibal lecter #doctor hannibal lecter #hannibal the cannibal #romance #mlm #mlm yearning

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man-kills-everything · 3 months

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It Started With Revenge Hannibal Rising (2007) Dir: Peter Webber

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vampv0id · 2 months

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Jaws of Error

Ao3 Summary: "White flames came now, ethereal and brilliant like the blinding presence of a seraph. It must have been getting hotter. He could reach his fingers out to touch its feathers and burn his fingerprints off. If that was something he wanted. He didn’t want that. He wasn’t the self-punishing type. You could only be that if you were also the self-loathing type.

He never had been."

Hannibal fails to save a patient and decidedly feels awful about it. Just not for the reasons Nurse Bates thinks.

Words: 1,120

I wanted to take a stab (haha stab haha like murder) at writing Hannibal's failure to save his patient during his time as a surgeon. I thought it would be interesting to write about his wounded pride and the way it would be incorrectly perceived as dread from letting the patient down.

#Hannibal nbc #nbc hannibal #hannibal lecter #hannibal #hannibal fanart #?#hannibal fic #ao3 #ao3 writer #surgeon hannibal lecter #doctor hannibal lecter

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fictionalmenmistress · 7 months

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Being called disrespectful my entire life by almost every influential adult and truly being scarred about it, paranoid every person believes I am rude and disrespectful and I cannot do anything to change that, lest I try with everything in me to be the most conforming polite respectful person of all time because I am traumatized from being lied to about myself... and it STILL is never good enough even tho its not remotely true and never was... but knowing without a shadow of a doubt, that Hannibal Lecter would kill rude people as sacrefices for me, because I am the most polite shaky sweet wet cat, that has genius potential and he would absolutely obsess over, with the potential to just eventually SNAP and kill everyone who ever abused me if I am pushed... just a liiiiittle more...

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devilbowiegoat · 2 years

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my tumblrina levels just increased (started watching hannibal)

#hannibal #doctor hannibal lecter #will graham #mads mikkelsen #hugh dancy #expect fanart in 5-20 business days

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shegatsby · 1 year

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Idk if ur requests r open but what if hannibal caught their darling smiling on their phonee? ty!

A/N; Thank you for this request! Love you all! Sorry for any typos <3

When Hannibal noticed it for the first time it was after dinner, he prepeared the dinner for his dearest, you and after you two finished it he told you to relax while he takes care of the dishes, you didn't complain. You were sitting on the comfortables couch in the livingroom and he saw you smiling on the screen of your phone. He tried to be as silent as he could be but you heard him come in and quickly turned off your phone. Hannibal was a smart man so he noticed how worried you got but didn't say anything to your face, however... his dark mind's gears started to work.

Recently you seemed distant and he didn't like it at all. The second time he saw you smile at your phone was at the weekend where he was at home and you were gettinf ready to go out with friends.

He walked into the shared bedroom to get something and saw you, you weren't completely dressed, holding your phone and smiling. This had to stop, you were hiding something. This time you didn't see him coming so he snatched the phone from you in a second, ''My dear, before I look at your phone do you want to tell me something?'' your expression was confused, ''Do not play with me please, tell me the truth.'' his tone was calm yet the undertone was threatening, a tone which he used to others but you.. till now.

''Hannibal I don't understand..''

He couldn't bare it anymore so looked at the screen, it was the local shelter's website and Hannibal saw a grey cat on the screen, ''Now, I don't understand.'' he said.

''I was going to tell you... I want to adopt a cat but I know you don't like pets at home.. I just... I....''

Hannibal threw the phone to the bed and gave you a long kiss.

your foreheads touching, ''Darling, I'm willing to have a pet with you if that's what you want. You should tell me when you want something.''

He was so relieved that his darling wasn't up to something else and he felt shamed to even judge his dearest's actions.

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rocktheholygrail · 5 months

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Doctor Who (2005-) Hannibal (2013-2015)

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sad-sad-gay · 6 months

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bitches be like 'hes just like me fr' and he's committed countless atrocities

#blackbeard #ed teach #edward teach #izzy hands #hannibal #hannibal lecter #bucky barnes #the winter soldier #the doctor #doctor who #our flag means death season 2 #our flag meets death #moriarty #bbc sherlock #it's me i'm bitches

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mikeynf · 3 months

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my dad used to play “enjoy the silence” by Depeche Mode and sing it to me all the time but now that he like isn’t around a lot i can now only thing of an older man like Hannibal Lecter or Lawrence Gordon loving me because i miss the way my dad loved me like i think about them in ways that are low-key pedophilic and would probably end someone up in jail because i have like severe Daddy Issues also notice how they’re both doctors of some sort i think that’s kind of funny knowing that my dad wanted to be a doctor before he dropped out of high school

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hannibals-hoe · 7 months

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Saw this on tiktok thought it applied to me better than any meme I’ve ever seen so

#Hannibal is my Roman Empire #hannibal #will graham #hannibal lecter #hannigram #nbc hannibal #netflix hannibal #will x hannibal #doctor lecter #mads mikkelsen #hannibal hot takes #Hannibal and classical music #hannibal fic #hannibal memes #Hannibal funnies #hannibal the cannibal #Hannibal meme

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thedarkmongoose · 7 months

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jack mistook franklyn for hannibal when they first met, and he's been big mad ever since (more hannibal/franklyn parallels)

#LOOK AT HIS FACE #excuse me i am a docTOR #he said #hannibal meta #hannibal memes #hannibal lecter #jack crawford #franklyn froideveaux #nbc hannibal #hannibal #hannibal nbc #apéritif #quotes #meta

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