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“Are you a gambling man, Will?”
Will blinked. “I’ve never had the time or means.”
“You have both now,” Hannibal spread a palm at his side, a strangely welcoming gesture. “You seek independence from an Alpha, but the opportunities only a bond could provide, correct?”
Will nodded slowly, eyes narrowing as he flicked them between the doctor’s own.
“I seek a companion with whom to build a life and family, going forward.”
Will shook his head slowly. “I don’t follow.”
Will is an Omega who desires independence, freedom, and the opportunity to be anything but a barefoot-pup-bearing simpering thing. Hannibal is an Alpha who finds his mind curious.
They make a deal: if Will can convince Hannibal before his next heat that he is worth more than breeding stock, and can go through his heat without begging for his Alpha, Hannibal will not mate him, but make him a ward instead; Will could go to college, get a job, do anything he wanted.
If not, then he will be Hannibal's mate, bear pups, and accept his role.
But is it really as simple as that?
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suntosirius · 4 years
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“I want to hear all the sweet sounds you make for me,” Hannibal said, moving his hands to gently handle Will’s soft cock, hushing him again when he shuddered and tried to pull away. “My good boy, you trust me, don’t you?”
Inspired by the gorgeous work of Neph and in particular Chapter 15 of Sister Hannigram XD
Sounds and... sounding XD and black leather gloves and light breathplay ;) enjoy!
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Title: Close. Closer.
Author: @stratsandwhiskeywritestuff
Artist: @ewlyn
Rating: Teen
Length: 2174
Pairings: Will Graham/Hannibal Lector 
Warnings: n/a
They can meet only rarely, when the vividness of their lives merges into a dusky grey. These moments live in the in-between, that space where mortals make their more ambiguous choices. There, Hannibal and Will meet, and discuss, and come away from the table with a decision in hand.
Will and Hannibal are minor gods of mortal decisions.
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bluesyturtle · 4 years
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7-14 ao3 asks
MY LOVE!!! 3> 3>
7: when did you join ao3?
2013 with the rest of the hannigram trash <3
8: if you write, what fandom have you written the most fics for?
Hannibal!
9: do you have more oneshots or multi-chapters bookmarked?
My instinct is to say that I have more multi-chapters because I’m drawn to them a lot more than one-shots. I like to kick my feet up and stay a while lol. Not to say one-shots aren’t delightful because they absolutely are, but I love me some chonky fic.
10: name a fandom you have fics bookmarked for that you think would surprise people
Lol I don’t think many of them would be that surprising since I reblog content for most everything I’m interested in, BUT I did find this gem that I bookmarked for A Separate Peace by John Knowles?? Roflmao no idea what mood I was in when I went looking for that. I mean, I clearly remember being 16 and furious about Phineas, but apparently sometime in 2017 I was really feeling the old pain again.
11: most recent fic in your ao3 history?
THIS ONE WHERE WILL ASKS HANNIBAL TO EAT HIM AND IT BECOMES A BODY WORSHIP THING WHAT WHAT HAVE YOU DONE YOU MANIACS @stratsandwhiskeywritestuff I ADORE YOU <3
12: how many fic series have you subscribed to?
34!
13: how many fic series have you written (if you write)?
5!
14: do your parents know you have an ao3 account?
Ha! Absolutely not! My mom has no idea I write fanfiction or that I write anything where people can read it.
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“Money, power, or breeding rights.”
“What?”
Will blinked, lifting his eyes to Jack, who now stood much closer with his unintroduced companion a step behind him.
“Motive,” Will replied, setting his hands to his knees to lever himself up to stand. He peeled his gloves off and wiped his palms against his jeans. “The three most likely reasons for murder are always money, power, or breeding rights.”
A story in which Will, an Omega, pretends to be a Beta in order to keep his job... and is sent "undercover" as an Omega into a traditionalist community to find a killer. With Hannibal as his generous Alpha chaperone, of course. Jack has no idea this is a double blind, but does Hannibal?
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“You’ll be happy to know there’s nothing wrong. You’ve got a small litter, that’s all, just the one pup.”
Will stiffened. “One?” It wasn’t unheard of, but it was rare.
“If I may, Mr. Graham, you’re very young to be having a litter,” the doctor said gently.
The boys get some news and grow closer
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“I want you.” Will told him, laughing as he said it, tugging Hannibal’s lapels, tilting his head higher for him to nuzzle under Will’s chin. “I want everything with you.”
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“Do you know we are all blessed with an organ in which to carry life?” Hannibal squeezed against Will’s ass gently before moving away, stepping around him to crouch eventually by Will’s face. “It lies dormant in Alphas, similarly to how their nipples do not produce milk. But with the proper cocktail of hormones, those things can be awoken in any healthy body.”
Bitching. Plain and simple.
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“I’m on my porch in the mornings,” he emphasized, “and you have no curtains.”
“I’m aware.”
It took Will another moment to understand, growing redder all the while. His neighbor kept smiling that knowing smile.
“My name is Hannibal,” he said. “Would you like to come inside?”
Will likes the guy who just moved in next door. He's quiet and handsome and non-invasive... and does naked yoga in his living room every morning when Will goes out for a cup of coffee. He should tell him... right?
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Will knew how to play a role, and he’d learned to play them well. He pushed himself onto his toes, though he was not much smaller than Hannibal, and fluttered his eyelashes. “I’m bored,” he whispered, soft and breathy, “can we go home now?”
Hannibal smiled and nuzzled into his temple. “You’re only bored because no one else will match wits with you,” he said fondly.
Mentions of past violence, and a bit of roughness in this that is not between Hannibal and Will, and a promised happy ending!
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Trawling through cannibal forums on the darkweb, Will offers himself up as a victim with the caveat that he takes part in his own dismemberment and consumption. When a man answers his post and catches Will’s interest, he thinks they’ll be perfect for each other.
This is part of the Eat The Rude Big Bang 2020! We were so lucky to get to work with the lovely Alex, who created some sexy art for us! No dogs or cannibals are harmed in the process of this story, but Will loses a few limbs.
See end notes for links to all true crime mentions/references! We only used names as hints, we did not talk about the victims with disrespect (we hope), if you feel we have, please let us know.
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“They say a storm’s coming through, tomorrow we might have more snow than we’ve had here in years.”
“Good,” Will sighed against him. “Snow us in, keep the world away. I don’t want to be anywhere but here.”
It's Christmas in Everything Nice verse! And as a gift, we have TheSeaVoices' stunning art for this story at the bottom for you!
There is sex in this chapter, but not in little-space <3
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Art by @theseavoices​ and posted with permission <3 please visit all her social media and follow her, she is a GIFT
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PET. Masterpost
Because this one is locked down, sometimes the links don’t work, so here are the chapters so far!
Chapter 01
Chapter 02
Chapter 03
Chapter 04
Chapter 05
Chapter 06
Chapter 07
Chapter 08
Chapter 09
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13 
Chapter 14 
Chapter 15
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They shared lodgings often enough, and had also walked in on each other in compromising positions before.
As friends.
As male companions plodding along not oft-walked paths together.
It's been six years, Geralt, get with the program. In short, there's only one bath, there's only one bed, and there's only so much a man can take, fuck's sake.
We... might write them again XD
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“You didn’t break the door,” he said, licking his lips, eyes wide, bright, gold gleaming through the blue. “You didn’t break the door, you could have, why didn’t you break the door?”
“Will, do not be cruel.”
“Answer me!”
Heat heating up!
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“I did not claim you for you to be meek, Will. You have your own voice. You are welcome to speak for yourself. But be wise in remembering your place when you do.”
It wasn’t a threat, but Will tensed anyway. How could he remember his place and speak for himself? What was he supposed to say? For the first time in his entire adult life, Will was annoyed that he’d never gone to a finishing school. He didn’t even know if there was a greeting he needed to give, should someone approach him. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do.
“Come,” Hannibal coaxed finally, reaching but not touching, to offer his palm to Will. “You look very handsome this evening. Allow yourself pride in that, if not in anything else.”
Hannibal throws a dinner party... and things go about as expected. A tiny bit of angst, a tiny bit of punishment... but we're only on ch4 ;)
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