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Impression - Will Graham Imagine [Hannibal]
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Title: Impression
Pairing: Will Graham X Reader
Word Count: 1,054 words
Warning(s): none
Summary: Will tries his hand at a "normal" date.
Author's Note: Sometimes we just need something cute and not deadly.
Also, I wrote this in the hopes of it being pre-show just so Hannibal wasn't an issue.
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Alana had seen Will stressed.
It may sound terrible, but she had grown somewhat used to seeing him that way. That's why she didn't think much of it when she walked into the lecture hall and found Will pacing in front of his desk.
"Hey," she said.
Will jumped a bit, not expecting to hear another voice in the room.
"Um, Jack asked for you," she explained, vaguely pointing behind her. "He's got a case that he wants your input on."
Will nodded, still clearly distracted.
Alana furrowed her eyebrows. "Are you okay?"
Will ran his hands over his face before responding. "Yeah, I'm fine."
Alana's expression told Will that she didn't believe him in the slightest.
"I... I have a date," he admitted reluctantly.
Her expression shifted into one of shock. That didn't bring any comfort to Will's nerves.
"With who," she asked.
"(Y/n)... (Y/l/n). They work in the lab."
Alana nodded.
She had met (Y/n) a handful of times. Usually in that very lecture hall. She had a sneaking suspicion that there was something more between Will and them but never felt like it was her place to talk about it.
Now, they had a date and all of Alana's suspicions were validated.
"Where are you guys going?" she couldn't help it. She was happy for Will. Of course, she wanted to know everything she could get.
"Drinks, apparently," Will said. "(Y/n) had a place in mind when they asked, so I just told them to send me the address."
"I didn't think you were one for bars."
"Well, that's because I'm not," he chuckled. "I much prefer enjoying my drinks in the comfort of my own home."
"Why didn't you tell (Y/n) that?"
He paused. "Because I don't want to risk messing this up. I... I like them."
"Aw, Will-"
"I shouldn't have told you about this."
"No, no, I'm sorry," Alana quickly apologized for her reaction to the confession as Will rounded his desk to grab his bag. "Listen. (Y/n) wouldn't ask you out if they didn't like you."
"I would hope not."
Will was trying to avoid this conversation. It was obvious.
"Will," Alana said. "I'm saying that you don't need to prove anything to them."
Will sighed and looked at Alana again. She grinned at him. He grabbed his bag and started making his way out of the room without another word.
"Can wait to hear about how it goes," Alana called after him, trying to not laugh at how clearly nervous the man was about his upcoming date.
Will tried to keep himself from thinking too much about his date before it happened. He knew very well that fixating on it was going to make him more nervous.
That night, he walked into a crowded bar. He tensed for a moment. It was loud and most of the people seemed to have no concept of personal space.
His eyes scanned the room until he spotted (Y/n) in a booth along the far wall.
Their eyes lifted from nervously twiddling their thumbs. They spotted Will immediately. A smile broke out on their face as they waved at him.
Will grinned back at them. Their smile seemed to bring him a bit of comfort.
(Y/n) stood up as he made it over to them. "Hey."
"Hi," he replied.
After a moment, (Y/n) stepped forward and hugged him. He let out a quiet sigh as he hugged them back.
The two of them sat back down after a little while.
The awkwardness seemed natural at first.
(Y/n) and Will had known each other for a while, but this was different. It was a new terrain for both of them. It wasn't talking about a case or about work. It was just... them. Existing.
(Y/n) told Will about their hobbies. Their education and their family. Their nerves presented as rambling. They felt silly for how much time they spent talking that night.
Will rambled far less than them. He talked about the dogs and how he ended up working the job he did. His references to his family were brief. (Y/n) could tell that it wasn't his favorite subject.
(Y/n) was hoping that the two of them would both grow to be more comfortable over time. However, Will still seemed so... uncomfortable.
There was a sense of guilt that the night carried.
They didn't work up the courage to ask about it until the pair were walking back to their cars.
"Did I do something wrong," they asked, stopping on the sidewalk next to the parking lot. Will stopped next to them.
"No," he answered simply.
(Y/n) turned to face him properly. "Are you sure? You just seemed uncomfortable while we were in there. I just... I want to make sure that I didn't upset you."
"It wasn't you," he reassured them.
"Then, what was it?"
"I... I guess things like this aren't usually my scene," he admitted. "I'm sorry-"
"That's not something to apologize for," (Y/n) cut him off, reaching out to touch his arm briefly. "I do wish you had told me before. I would've come up with something different. Made a better impression."
Will's eyebrows furrowed for a moment. "You didn't make a bad impression."
"I don't think making your date uncomfortable for your first time out together is a particularly good impression," they replied. "Maybe I could make it up to you on our second date?"
A grin slowly formed on Will's face.
"I'll even let you pick what we do," (Y/n) added with a nervous laugh. Will seemed to mimic the sound.
"I think I'd like that."
(Y/n) fought the urge to let out a sigh of relief. "Good. Um, I'll... wait for your call?"
"Okay," he nodded.
There was a pause between the pair of them.
(Y/n) took a deep breath before stepping closer to him. When Will didn't move back, (Y/n) leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. It took a moment for him to respond, but he soon smiled at them again.
"Goodnight, Will," they said.
"Goodnight," he replied.
(Y/n) waved awkwardly before walking to their car.
Will stood there for a moment before letting out a breath and going to walk away.
Both of them had this feeling in their gut that this was the start of something great.
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hannibalspubes · 3 months
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If Will saw Hannibal dressed like this I’m convinced he would faint
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rocktheholygrail · 2 months
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Hannibal 3x06 - “Dolce”
"This is a big Hannigram scene that is a favorite among Fannibals. I just wanna say, first draft, his shirt came off. Totally. I'm always pushing [my homosexual agenda]. I did it to Chucky, why not Hannibal?" -Don Mancini (audio commentary)
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tobiasinthehawk · 4 months
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would just like to point out that the ugly curtains in hannibal’s office are the same pattern as the police tape in florence. another one of hannibal’s silly little jokes :]
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suchawrathfullamb · 2 months
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I love how unapologetic mads is about his crush on hugh like "yes he's so tiny, he's the dessert, handsome man, cute ears, I would keep him in a small fridge and cherish his body for a long time and smoke those ears" *stares at the dancy-ass so much bryan decides to change the plot and make the show gay*
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gothicwill · 5 months
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Comparing yourself and your crush to Achilles and Patroclus while staring up at him hopefully is such embarrassingly whipped behavior like I understand why Hannibal went feral in mizumono
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allthingsobrien · 7 months
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hannigram + eye sex
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Older Men Do It Better (Hannibal)
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Description: Y/N can’t seem to find any guys that can satisfy her needs so Hannibal helps her.
Warning: Smut
Word Count: 1,509k
Dates after dates, fuck after fuck, Y/N couldn’t seem to choose them right. She wanted a nice guy that wasn’t all about himself, that knew how to make a decent meal and that could fuck her right. She just didn’t seem to be getting any of it. She knew that she sucked at dating and couldn’t pick a decent man to save her life but she was really trying. All 3 together were hard. Some guys were really nice but couldn’t cook or make her cum. Some guys were assholes that couldn’t cook but knew how to her cum. But all 3 together? That was a challenge. She sighed as she sat on her couch swiping on dating apps trying to find that right man. Wine glass in her hand as she cringed over some of the guys’ bios. Some of them were cute and sweet and she clicked the checkmark on those ones but something was missing.
Her doorbell rang and she got up, setting the wine glass on her coffee table and walking to the door. She opened it and Hannibal was there with more wine and containers. “Brought you some food.” He said holding up the containers. She laughed and let him in. “Thanks. I’ve been needing that actually.” She said to him. He sat the food down on the kitchen counter. “Everything okay?” He asked her. She shook her head and laughed. “I wish it was.” He looked at her concerned and she sighed. “You’re not here for a session, we don’t have to talk about it.” She tells him. “Well that doesn’t mean I don’t wanna hear about it.” He said and gave her the container of food. She took it and thanked him. He was such a good cook, the best. He was also so nice and caring towards her. “I’ve been going on a bunch of dates and they can never check all three boxes.” She said, taking a bite of the food. “What are the three boxes?” He asked her. “Being a nice guy, Be a good cook and I can’t say the last one.” She said. “Oh come on, just tell me.” He said pouring a glass of wine. “No it’s so embarrassing, you’re going to make fun of me.” She said. “I would never. Now tell me.” She sighed knowing there was no way out of this.
“They have to be able to make me cum.” Her face was red after she said it. “And none of them can?” He asked. “Well some can but those of course were the assholes.” She said. He chuckled at that. “See I knew you would laugh.” She whines. “Love, I’m not laughing at you, I’m laughing at what you said. Asshole guys would know how to make a girl cum.” He said. “It’s just ridiculous, Hannibal. What am I missing?” “How old are these guys?” He asked her. She shrugged “My age.” She looked at him as he nodded. “Maybe you need to try older guys.” He suggested. “Why?” “Older guys can do all of that and better.” She scoffed. “Speak for yourself.” “I am.” He said. She looked at him. “I can do all three.” His confidence would have made her roll her eyes but maybe he was right. “Maybe you can.” He set the wine glass down and looked over to her. She looked up at him as they were face to face. “I can show you if you wanna find out.” He said, cupping her face.
Her eyes stared at his lips wanting nothing more to kiss him. As if he read her mind he leaned down and kissed her. She kissed him back and wrapped her arms around his neck. Their lips moved in rhythm and she completely forgot about the food. Once they were out of breath they pulled away. She stared at him as he pulled off his jacket. “Where do you wanna do this?” He asked her. “Bedroom.” She said. In a swift movement he picked her up bridal style and carried her to the bedroom. He sat her down on the bed and she watched as he pushed her to where she was laying down. His hands moved down her body to her sweatpants. He pulled them down revealing a very wet thong. “My my you’re very wet.” He said to her as his finger slowly ran up her clit causing her to gasp.
He chuckled and stood up taking off his clothes. She leaned up and watched him strip. Her eyes traveled over his body as the clothing fell to the floor. Her panties got wetter by the second. He’s so sexy and fit for someone his age. His dick was huge and thick, making her question if it would fit inside of her. He got on the bed next to her and she turned to look at him. “I like for you to be on top.” He told her. She got up and took her shirt off revealing a basic bra, she wasn’t prepared for anything like this to happen. He sat up and pulled her body to him. She looked down at him and he gave her a sexy smirk. His one hand undid her bra and the other was rubbing circles on her clit. Her eyes shut as she gasped his name.
The bra fell to the ground revealing her chest to him. He took this opportunity to put one of her nipples in his mouth. Her hands went to the back of his head pushing him closer. She threw her head back as her moans filled the room. She was so caught up in the pleasure that she didn’t realize that her panties were still on until he quickly yanked them down. He pulled her body on his and fell back down so he was laying on the bed. She looked down at his dick and just stared like she was earlier. “What’s wrong, love?” He asked her. She looked up at him. “Is that even gonna fit?” She asked. He wanted to laugh at her question but didn’t, knowing she was nervous. That really boosted his ego. “Yes sweetheart it will. And it’ll feel so good too.” If her pussy could get more wet it did. He took his dick in his hand and stroked it a few times before lining it up with her entrance. “Slowly sit down.” He told her. She felt his dick at her entrance and she slowly took it in, gasping at the size. She sat inch by inch feeling him go deeper inside of her.
The pain was bearable as there was pleasure too. His hands grabbed ahold of her hips helping her sit on his cock. Once she was fully sat on him she let herself adjust to him. She leaned down and kissed him. He kissed back and they ended up making out. He let her adjust until he thrusted up into her, making her gasp into the kiss. His hips had a steady rhythm while she tried to keep her balance on him. Luckily, his hands haven’t moved from her hips. “Move your hips, darling.” He told her and she did and oh wow. With him pounding up into her and her meeting his thrust, it felt amazing. Hannibal wasn’t one to make a lot of noise during sex but her pussy felt too good not to groan and enjoy it. She sat up and started bouncing on him, making it hard for him to be quiet.
Her boobs were bouncing and her eyes were closed as she let the most pornographic moans leave her mouth. He watched the woman above him lose it. She was so into it that she gasped when he flipped them over. He started pounding into her and watched as her face mixed into pleasure. She cried his name like a prayer as he made the bed shake and creak. “Hannibal you feel so fucking good.” She whined. He felt her pussy clench around him and by her breathing he could tell that she was close. “Are you going to cum?” He asked her through heavy breaths. She nodded and squeaked out a yes. The look on her face was enough to push him over the edge. She felt herself let go and cum all over his cock, screaming his name like it was the only thing she knew.
He grunted as he pumped her full of his cum and watched as her hips rode out the high. He pulled out of her and collapsed next to her. Both of them, breathing hard and had heavy eyelids. “You were right. Older Men do it better.”She breathed out with a laugh. He chuckled “Hope this doesn’t mean you will actually go out and fuck anymore people.” She shook her head and turned to look at him. “Nope you did it for me.” She said. He looked at her and smiled. “Good. You’re mine now.” He said and kissed her. She didn’t mind that one bit.
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sapphicyanli · 27 days
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sometimes think about how the hell dallas & ian ended up being #1 zukka endorsers like did netflix encouraged/adviced them to in some ways or they just came to netflix HQ one day with a 57 slides presentation and a thick ass thesis and was like "guys, guys, hear us out—"
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entitled-fangirl · 19 days
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His carefully crafted web.
Will Graham x Graham!reader x Hannibal Lecter
Summary: Hannibal wants both the Grahams to himself. He begins to spin his web of lies to get them crawling right to him.
Warning: Manipulation and gaslighting!!
Author's note: You can't look at this gif and be like "That's platonic love." LOOK AT IT! Also- I wanna write just a Hannibal x reader but my mind is blanking so hard.
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Jack Crawford led the Grahams to the crime scene, letting their eyes wander over the dead body in front of them. 
Neither were easily mortified at vicious killings anymore.
After all, she was their head biologist, and Will was their reconstruction specialist. 
But the dead body in front of them sent a small shiver down the woman's spine.
Will noticed and placed a gentle hand on her back. "You alright?"
She nods, "M'fine."
Jack nods at the two, "Do your thing, Will." And he walks out of the house, leaving the two Grahams alone.
Y/N bends down to the body, "This girl drowned on her own blood. That gives you something to go off of." She stands and gives her husband a sweet kiss on the cheek, "I'll be just outside."
He reaches out and grabs her hand, "Stay?"
Her eyebrows furrow, "I thought you do this best alone?"
"I do, but you help me think. Just… you being near helps me. It… brings me back to reality when I get too lost. Just promise me you'll stay?"
She was at a loss for words, "I… yes… of course."
He nods and closes his eyes, taking deep breaths.
"You said that to her?" Hannibal asks Will.
"Yeah, and I meant it too. I've been so worried about not coming out of the daze. She… she keeps me away from making my own design."
"And what happens when she can't help you anymore?"
Will sits up, "what do you mean?"
Hannibal blinks, "There may come a day that she can't help you anymore. What if you hurt her?"
Will loses color in his face, "No, I wouldn't do that."
The doctor shrugs, "How do you know?"
"I just won't." He looks up unsure, "Hannibal, that won't happen, right?"
Hannibal sighs, "I can't guarantee it, Will. You and I both know that."
Will sits back and runs a hand over his face. How could he be so stupid to not think about that? What if he wakes up from his daze to be covered in her blood?
He doesn't think he'd be able to live.
"Just promise me, Will. If something happens, anything, that you'll come to me. I can protect you. And her."
Will nods like it's obvious. 
Hannibal had a plan in motion. He always does.
And he wanted the Grahams.
He knew that they were attached at the hip, practically an extension of the other. So in order to gain their trust, he'd have to break them apart. 
But he knew he could always get them back together once they were his.
So, getting under Will's skin was the first step.
And it was too easy.
Hannibal was beginning to spin his little web.
Now, to get Will's wife.
"Y/N, may I speak with you?" Hannibal asked the biologist.
She looked up from her microscope in the lab, "Hannibal? You're the last person I expected to see. I'm pleased, don't get me wrong."
He smiled, "I understand. I'm just worried about you."
"Me?" She scoffs lightly, "Why are you worried for me?"
He steps up to her, letting his voice drop, "Has Will ever… laid his hands on you?"
She blinked, "What?"
"Has he hurt you?"
Y/N stepped away from his in suspicion. "No. Will would never. Why are you pointing fingers, Hannibal?"
Hannibal sighs as sets his blazer over a chair. "I'm worried that he's become unstable."
She nods, "He is but he's getting better. That doesn't put me at risk."
His eyebrow raised, "It doesn't?"
Suddenly, she wasn't so sure.
"No, it… Will… he… um… Hannibal, I don't understand."
He steps a bit closer now, their faces inches apart, "If he lays a hand on you, or hurts you in any way, I want to be the first to know. I would never let him touch you."
She tilts her head, "Hannib-"
"-No more. I need a promise, Y/N."
She shakes her head, "It won't happen."
He reaches forward and brushes hair behind her ear, "Your promise, Graham."
"I promise?"
He nods, "Good girl."
And with that, he grabs his jacket and leaves.
Now, the Grahams were avoiding each other. 
Neither wanted to talk out their recent feelings with the psychiatrist. 
And Hannibal could not be more pleased. 
Both came practically crawling to him.
And he welcomed them with feigned surprise and open arms.
A few months and many manipulative talks later, he had them trained exactly how he wanted them.
Hannibal came home and set his bag down gently, "Y/N?" His voice rang out.
She floated down the stairs happily, "You're home early!"
He smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist, "I wanted to see you two as quickly as I could."
Will rounded the corner, "Oh. I didn't hear you come in, Hannibal."
Hannibal's smile only grew, "When you read, you're in another world, dear Will."
The two share a gently kiss. 
Will pulls Y/N away from Hannibal's arms to wrap his own around the girl.
"I've been thinking," Hannibal says. He states it as if it's a new thought, and not one he had planned since the day he met the pair, "I feel a bit left out. You're both the Grahams."
Will places a kiss on the woman's neck and then looks up at Hannibal, "Oh, did you want to be a Graham, too, Hannibal? We can make that happen."
"No," Hannibal said with a smirk as he stared at the beautiful couple in front of him- the couple that lived in his home, ate his dinners he created, and slept beside him every night. The couple that belonged to him. "I believe the Lecters are more elegant. Don't you, darling?" He looks at Y/N.
Her lips pull into a line and she looks up at Will, "The Lecters? Will?"
Will was already beaming, "The Lecters. I've never been more sure of anything in my life, Hannibal."
Hannibal smiled.
He had spun his web slowly and meticulously, paying attention to every detail. 
And the two little bugs known as the Grahams had landed right in it unknowingly.
After all, the spider was very charming.
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bruciemilf · 9 months
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Peter B needs a Harry, so have some Parksborn headcanons:
Dumbass bi men who never realized they were dating
Harry had a crush since they met and Peter was so oblivious
They had a "fallout" (break-up) after Peter and MJ divorced, but Harry secretly paid Peter's rent and bought the DB so Peter could keep his job
Harry has a spare key to Peter's apartment (and they were ROOMATES) and cleans up for him sometimes. Peter cries when he finds out
Harry totally knows Peter is Spider-Man. "I mean, he's heroic, brave, kind, funny, and the world's biggest idiot. Who else would it be?"
Miles, Gwen, and Pav meet Harry for the first time and almost lose it. " Uh, all due respect, that's the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life how are you friends. Can he adopt us?
Parent the hell out of the spiderlings. "Okay fine, but don't tell Harry" "Just wait till I tell Peter about this"
Harry: well, you know, he didn't invite me to his wedding, so--
Peter calls Harry 'angel' 1000% thanks bye. Harry calls him Petey ofc. (Peter hates it. He secretly loves it)
Harry still has hoodies that hang off his shoulders most of the time, that smell of pepperoni pizza and tears
Peter is the embodiment of the "saw my roommate kiss guys, am I homophobic?" Reddit Guy
Harry crocheted Mayday's little hat
Ik the classic formula is that Norman wants Peter as a son while constantly undermining Harry, and I want to keep that tension, but
Peter and Norman hating the fuck out of eachother is so goddamn funny to me. Especially if the childhood best friend aspects comes in
Norman is out here beefing with Peter B's 6 year old self and Harry is planning their lego wedding
Probably tried adopting Peter just so he won't be able to marry Harry. "Here's 300$ to stop being friends with my son." "Save that money for our wedding."
Peter has a photo album with just Harry. From age 4 to 30. A collection of polaroids he sleeps with under the pillow like the sap he is
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bi-bard · 1 year
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The Dream - Will Graham Imagine [NBC's Hannibal]
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Title: The Dream
Pairing: Will Graham X Reader
Word Count: 1,251 words
Warning(s): brief mention of attack
Summary: [Season 1] Will's mind allows him to entertain a reality that he knows won't happen.
Author's Note: Is it wrong to say that this was inspired by a TikTok that I made? (oh, by the way, I have a Hannibal fan account on TikTok called a_fragile_little_teacup)
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Will's mind always gave him some difficulty when it came to discerning between reality and dreams.
That usually occurred when he had nightmares. He could almost understand it then. What's a worse way to torture someone than convince them that they're going mad?
But that night...
It was different.
His eyes opened to sunlight streaming through the window.
It took a few moments for his mind to come into focus, but even when it did, it didn't help much with his confusion. The other side of his bed was empty. He pushed himself up, leaning back on his hands. There weren't any dogs in the room.
That wasn't right.
Not usually, anyways.
He was typically up long before (Y/n) ever was. And the missing collection of dogs was just strange.
Just as the thought crossed his mind, (Y/n) walked in through the front door. They were quickly followed by a stampede of dogs.
"Morning," they said, laughing at the excited dogs jumping on the bed.
Will chuckled to himself, trying his best to pet the dogs that were wriggling all around. "Morning."
(Y/n) walked over, helping in Will's quest to reach every single dog on the bed. Will took a moment to just grin at them. He didn't want to say that this was all just luck, but he didn't have a better name for it.
He couldn't remember a day when the house had been this bright. No, that lonely house in Wolf Trap with no close neighbors always seemed to have a fog draped over it to block out the sun. Maybe it was a result of the weather. Maybe it was a result of the lonely man that lived there.
Maybe (Y/n) was the one to drag the sunlight back to the windows for Will's natural alarm clock.
"Sorry for letting you sleep in," (Y/n) muttered, leaning down to kiss his forehead. "You just looked so peaceful. I didn't want to wake you."
Will grinned a bit as they kissed him. "It's okay."
There was a creaking on the stairs.
It was quiet, but enough to catch Will's attention. He knew that there shouldn't have been anyone else there.
He reached for (Y/n)'s hand, ready to do something to get in front of them.
"Will, you alright," (Y/n) said, looking at how his hand grabbed at their wrist.
A light voice spoke up before he could explain himself, "Morning!"
The source of that light voice popped her head into the living room as she called out to them.
Abigail.
Will felt like he had been punched in the chest.
Not because it was bad to see her. It was just shocking. Confusing. She wasn't supposed to be here. She was meant to be in that hospital. She was in the midst of recovering.
"Morning," (Y/n) responded to her like it was the most normal thing in the world.
Will glanced at them before finally responding, "Morning."
Abigail walked into the kitchen.
(Y/n)'s eyes turned back to Will. "Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost."
Their hand touched the side of Will's face. Will blinked a few times before shaking his head. (Y/n) tilted their head forward, raising an eyebrow at him.
He reached up and touched their hand. "I'm okay."
(Y/n) leaned forward and kissed him gently.
They pulled away as they stood up, going to follow Abigail to the kitchen.
He could hear them talking to each other.
He could have sat there and questioned why this was happening.
Or he could accept that this was exactly what he wanted.
He had (Y/n), he had his dogs, he had Abigail. He could live in peace like this forever. All that he truly cared for under one roof.
It was everything that he thought he would never have.
Will let out a breath before pushing himself out of bed.
He walked into the kitchen. He paused for a moment.
(Y/n) and Abigail were in the midst of a conversation about one of Abigail's classes. He could vaguely hear some of the advice (Y/n) was offering about a project coming up. He was more focused on the pair smiling.
There weren't just here. They were happy here.
He didn't quite realize that they had stopped talking until Abigail stood up. She walked over and hugged (Y/n) quickly. She headed towards Will, kissing his cheek as she muttered about having to get to school.
"Bye! Love you!" she called over her shoulder.
"Have a good day," (Y/n) replied.
"Love you too," Will added.
There was a moment of silence between the door closing and (Y/n) speaking, "That girl is going to outsmart both of us."
Will looked back at (Y/n). "I'm pretty sure that she already has."
"You're probably right," (Y/n) chuckled.
They walked over and wrapped their arms around his neck. Will's hands found their place on (Y/n)'s sides.
They leaned forward and kissed him gently. It was almost intoxicating. Will leaned a little further forward, trying to push a little more intensity into the kiss. (Y/n) chuckled against his lips but obliged.
(Y/n)'s hands slid to cup the sides of his face.
As soon as their fingers brushed the skin, Will found himself shooting up in bed.
He looked around the house. It was still dark outside. He turned to the clock. It was barely past two in the morning. His eyes rested on the body lying next to him. (Y/n) was there. Curled into their pillow with one hand reaching out in the hopes of holding Will closer than he had already been.
The shifting must've shaken (Y/n) out of their sleepiness. Their eyes opened to find Will already staring at them. It almost looked like he was looking at them in disbelief.
"Are you okay," they asked, going to sit up. "Was it a nightmare?"
He didn't respond for a moment. (Y/n) turned their body to face him properly before they reached out and took his hand in theirs. Their free hand rested on the side of his face.
"Will," they said quietly. "Will?"
Will slowly shook his head. "N-No, no. It wasn't a nightmare."
"What was it then?" (Y/n)'s thumb ran over his knuckles.
He hesitated for a moment. "How do you feel about kids?"
The shocked laugh that escaped (Y/n) confused Will. "Sorry. Sorry. I... I'm not quite sure. I haven't thought a whole lot about it. I never knew that you did."
"I don't usually," he explained. "It's just..."
He trailed off. That allowed (Y/n) to jump to a conclusion, "It's Abigail, isn't it?"
A small grin formed on his face. "She's... She's going to need a place to stay after she recovers."
"You want her to stay with us?"
"I think it could be possible. There's a room upstairs. We have the money. I know that I'm springing a lot on you all at once, but these last few days, I haven't been able to shake it-"
"Will," (Y/n) was smiling at him. He didn't notice when that had formed. "I think it's a good idea."
"Really?"
"Yeah," they nodded. "We should probably sit down and discuss it in more detail when it is not 2 in the morning, but I think I'd like that."
Will let out a relieved sigh. He leaned over and pressed his lips to (Y/n)'s.
(Y/n) let out a shocked laugh before kissing him back.
For just a little while, Will allowed himself to imagine a reality where he got everything that he wanted.
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deerainy · 7 days
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How I love being an English Literature student :3
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I jumped when I saw this...
I'll definitely find a way to slide in a hannibal quote in my final exam tomorrow!!
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rocktheholygrail · 9 months
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happy "motive! motive!" monday
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creaturecannibal · 11 days
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he could’ve done will graham… do you all see the vision
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suchawrathfullamb · 4 months
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"oh because hannibal didn't need to do all that-" I'm sorry but, I look at all of these versions of the same man and think baby girl, baby girl, baby girl, in all of them, so really...REALLY, did hannibal ever stood a chance? the answer is no. it was either go crazy or kill yourself, because:
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