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rottngdeer · 13 days

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Heyy, so I have a request for an NBC Hannibal imagine. I don’t know if this is to brutall or anything, no worries.

Could you write an imagine with short shy reader (female or gn) were she is secretly dealing with depression and also like in the early stages of a relationship with Hannibal and like one day he comes to her house (you can make up a reason) and he finds y/n in her bedroom on the floor harming herself and and she is like losing blood and can like barely talk to him before she faints and he brings her to his house after to care for her.

No worries if it is to dark, but I would love it if you do….

I love your other Hannibal stories a lot too ❤️❤️

thank you, i’m happy that you enjoy my other stories :) sorry for the delayed response to this!

Pairings || Hannibal Lecter x Female!Reader

Contents/Warnings || Mentions of depression, self harm, and blood.

Gif found on Pinterest from the user sydney14well

Hannibal hadn’t heard from you in three days. He was rightfully worried, and decided that he would drive to your house to make sure that you were alright. He brought along a glass container of horderves he had saved from his last dinner party for you, knowing that you would be grateful for them.

You had only been dating for two months, and you hadn’t ever stopped answering his calls and texts like this before. He pulled up to your house, noting that your car was in the driveway and a few lights were on inside.

Hannibal knocked on your front door, container in hand and waited for your response, only to stand alone on the front steps for several minutes. He looks around the porch for a moment before lifting up your doormat, finding exactly what he suspected he would. He picks up your spare key, unlocking your front door, knowing that he was pushing limits in such a new relationship, but not caring about that part yet. He walks through the house; the main hallway, the living room, the kitchen, leaving the container on the counter. He hadn’t been in your house yet, so he was carefully picking up on every detail he saw. He made it to your bedroom, looking around for a moment before seeing your body laying in the doorway of your bathroom and the room. He quickly moves towards you, shrugging off his coat and rolling up his sleeves as he seems the amount of blood on the floor.

He kneels down beside you.“Y/N,” he says your name gently, and your eyes open a little, looking up at him. He notices how pale you were and the razor beside your bleeding wrists, and he connects the dots easily. He opens the cabinet beneath the sink, pulling out your small first aid kit. He knew it wasn’t much, but it would have to do for now. He notices you floating in and out of consciousness before your eyes dropped completely.

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You awaken in a haze, disoriented and confused. Your wrists sting as you use your arms to help you sit up, and you look down, noticing your carefully bandaged arms. You see movement in the corner of your eyes and look up, noticing Hannibal standing in the doorway. “You’re awake,” He says, and only then you notice that you’re not in your house anymore.

Hannibal notices your confusion and sits on the edge of the bed beside you, “I found you at your house and I brought you to my home. I have more resources to take care of you here.”

You bite your bottom lip, looking back down at your bandages wrists, “… thank you,” You say in a small voice. Hannibal’s hand finds your thigh, giving it a gentle and reassuring squeeze.

“Would you like to talk about what happened?” He asked.

You hesitate before signing, finally explaining some things, “I’ve... been struggling with mental health issues for a while now. I was doing okay for a few weeks and I was happy, but it didn’t last long… I guess I just finally hit my breaking point..”

Hannibal nods understandingly, not pushing you for any other details. “You’re in safe hands,” He says, looking at your bandages, “You don’t have to, but I would like for you to stay here for a few days, so I can make sure you heal properly.”

“I’ll stay… thank you,” You agree, leaning back against the headboard.

“Would you like something to eat?” He asked.

“Yes, anything.”

He gives your thigh another squeeze before he stands up, stepping out of the room to cook you something, thinking of ways you ensure your safety and comfort while keeping you with him.

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rottngdeer · 4 months

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Bloodsuckers — 5

Pairings || Hannibal Lecter x Vampire!Female!Reader x Will Graham

Part 5/?

Part 4

Contents/Warnings || Not proofread. Hannibal being Hannibal, blood consumption, implied murder, SMUT !!, fingering, p in v.

Authors Note || hi, so sorry for the delay in chapters. my mental health has been trash and junior year of college is beating my ass :’) but i’m rewatching hannibal again and finally got enough inspiration to start writing again wooo.

AO3 || here

“So Jack hired you and doesn’t even believe in what your saying?”

“To put it bluntly, yes. What’s your excuse?” Will asks.

“Me and Hannibal have.. an arrangement. One that I can’t get out of.”

A silence came between you and Will. He had shown up to your house out of the blue, pushing you further about your relationship with Hannibal. It seemed like Will only knew Hannibal’s secret, but not yours, and not what you and Hannibal’s relationship really was.

“Look, Will, I can’t help you with this.”

“Does he have something on you?”

“No.”

Another silence. You lied, obviously, but you could tell that Will didn’t believe you.

“What is it?”

“Will-“

“What is it?? We can help each other.”

“No, we can’t. Whatever you think it is, it’s not that, trust me.”

“Why can’t you trust me?” Will asked straightforwardly.

“It’s complicated. I trust you, but I really, really can’t talk about this.” You put your hands on both of his shoulders, gently squeezing them, “I can take care of myself. And I can take care of Hannibal.”

“Take care of him, hm?”

“No like that,” your arms fell back to your sides. “I can take care of my situation with him.”

You were annoyed. Annoyed that Will wouldn’t stop pushing you about Hannibal, annoyed that Hannibal had power over you, annoyed that you hadn’t consumed any blood in a few days. Your eyes kept landing on Wills neck, but your thoughts kept wandering to Hannibal.

“You should go,” You told Will, rubbing your temples, “I don’t want to talk about this again.” Will looks annoyed, but he doesn’t fight you. He leaves without another word, and you stand alone in your living room for a few minutes but pulling your phone out of your pocket, hesitantly calling Hannibal.

He picks up quickly, “Y/N.”

“Do you.. have anything for me?” You ask, staying vague on the phone.

“20 minutes.”

“Thank you,” you mumble. hanging up. You pace the room while you wait, hungry and tired.

Hannibal was punctual as usual, ringing your doorbell at exactly 20 minutes. “Hello,” He says when you open the door. You pull him inside, locking the door behind him as he says, “I’ve only brought myself for you.”

“That’s fine,” You watch him take off his blazer and roll up his sleeve. There’s faint marks on his arm from the last time you fed off him, only serving as a reminder for how good he tasted. He sits down on your couch and waits for you to join him, holding his arm out comfortably for you. You sit close beside him and lean down, running your tongue along the vein on his arm before sinking your fangs into him. As you feed, you feel his eyes glued to you. You both knew that he got something out of watching you feed; a fascination or morbid curiosity about your species and how you work. You eventually pull away, licking the droplets of blood that spill out of the puncture wounds.

He wiped a line of blood off of your chin with his thumb, keeping eye contact as he sucks it off of his finger. You eventually break the silence by saying, “I’ve never met a human like you before. I mean that as both of a compliment and an insult.”

Hannibal doesn’t reply to that, roughly grabbing your chin and commanding, “Open.”

You slowly open your mouth and watch as Hannibal eyes your fangs curiously. You close your mouth after a minute and are suddenly met with Hannibal’s lips hitting yours. An almost violent make-out ensues, with both of you fighting for dominance over each other for a few minutes. You eventually bite his tongue, not too hard but enough to draw blood. He breaks the kiss, tasting his own blood in his mouth. He gives you no time to react as he roughly grabs your hips and spins you, shoving you onto your stomach on the couch. You feel the weight shift as Hannibal moves from sitting normally to standing on his knees. He grabs your hips again, pulling them up so your ass was in the air.

“That was very rude of you,” He says, his hands reaching around your waist and unzipping your jeans, swiftly pulling them down and off. He pushes your panties to the side, not bothering to take them off. You look over your shoulder at him as he licks two of his fingers before pushing them inside of you. You let out a low moan and buried your face into the couch cushion. He wasn’t gentle with you, shoving his fingers in and out of you quickly, stretching you out to prepare you for him.

Your hips instinctively pushed back against him, craving more as he continued, only to feel his fingers pull out of you. You hear his belt clink and his pants unzip before he grabs your hips again, holding them still before pushing himself inside you. You hiss and grab the couch cushion, the pain and pleasure of it overwhelming you.

Hannibal gave you a minute to adjust before pulling out almost fully and slamming back in. “Fuck!” You cursed, clenching around him, only encouraging him to start a rough pace, pushing in and out of you hard and fast.

He keeps his pace steady, his hands holding your hips in place as you attempted to squirm. It didn’t take long for you to feel the fire in your stomach grow hotter as your orgasm approached. Your moans began to get louder at each thrust, your nails digging into the couch cushion. You felt Hannibal’s weight press against your ass as he leaned forward, one of his hands leaving your hip to reach around and rub small circles on your clit. Your eyes squeezed shut as you began to shake, your moans going up in pitch before you came, crying out his name.

Hannibal kept his pace up for another minute before his hips stuttered and you heard him groan before spilling inside of you. He stays inside of you for a moment before pulling out, pushing your panties back into place. You slowly sat up, finally looking at him as he zips his pants back up and tucking in his button up.

The two of you sit next to each other for a minute before he says, “I’ll run you a bath.” He stands, looking down at you and holding out his hand. You hesitantly take it, following him into the bathroom, wondering just how much more complicated this would be now that you’ve done this with him.

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rottngdeer · 1 year

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Bloodsuckers — 4

Pairings || Hannibal Lecter x Vampire!Female!Reader x Will Graham

Part 4/?

Part 3

Content/Warnings || Implied blood consumption, implied murder, gaslighting, manipulation

Authors Note || sorry this is so late, i have not had a good year so far and i’ve been dealing with a lot. working on more chapters tho, not sure how long i want this to be, but i’m happy people seem to like it so far :)

Will stayed for a while after your birthday party. Everyone else except Jack had left, but him and Hannibal were in another room together talking about… whatever. Will was just focused on you. He wanted to know why you are spending so much time with Hannibal; he did suspect that the two of you were sleeping together, but he couldn’t be sure. You and Hannibal were sat at the dinner table which was now cleared of any food, but a bottle of wine remained. Will had a glass while you had a glass of— something. He noticed that Hannibal was bringing your drinks to you from the kitchen rather than pouring you a glass from the wine that was present. Something special or expensive? But why hide it?

You looked at Will from over your glass as you took a sip of your drink. You set the glass down, “I can tell you have a question.”

Will shifted in his seat. It took him a few seconds but he finally asked, “Are you and Hannibal… sleeping together?”

“No.”

“You seem close.”

“Not like that.”

Will quirked an eyebrow, obviously still skeptical.

“We’ve… kissed. But it’s more of a business partnership, Will. It’s just a complicated one.”

Will looked down at his glass, “Business,” He repeated. “About the Ripper cases?”

“Yes,”

“So Jack knows?”

You narrowed your eyes a bit, “Why the sudden interest in my relationship with Hannibal?”

“I just… would want to be kept in the loop if you and Hannibal find out anything by yourselves.”

“You will be.”

A silence followed before you said, “You seemed relieved. That Hannibal and I aren’t sleeping together.”

“I don’t trust him. Or like him all that much… that’s what the sudden interest is.”

You smiled a little, “I know you don’t trust him. It’s easy to tell.”

“I don’t want to see you get hurt, Y/N,” Will said as he stood up, finishing his wine and in a final gulp and setting the glass down on the table. “Can I drive you home?”

“I’m going to stay a bit longer, but thank you.”

Will just nodded before heading out, bumping into Hannibal and Jack at the front door. Hannibal was opening the door for Jack, who nodded at Will before exiting. Will brushed past Hannibal without saying anything and headed out the front door behind Jack. “It’s good to see you outside of work, Will,” He heard Hannibal say. He didn’t reply, only glanced at the house in hopes to see you through a window; but he didn’t. He was determined to figure out more about you though— there was almost something uncanny about you. The strange drinks, the relationship with Hannibal, the lack of eating; there had to be more to you than you were letting on.

Hannibal shut the door as he heard you approaching. He turned to face you, giving you an innocent smile, “Did you enjoy your party?”

“Yes, thank you,” You let out a small sigh, “Will is on to you, Hannibal. We need to tread lightly.”

“Do you trust me, Y/N?”

“Hardly.”

Hannibal slowly stepped closer to you, “You should start to. I’ll make sure that Will doesn’t discover or leak anything about either of us or our arrangement.” He stopped when he was directly in front of you, looking down at you as he cupped the side of your face with one of his hands. “I promise,” He added. You resisted the urge to lean into his hand.

Your eyes met his, “I don’t think you give Will enough credit for how smart he is.”

“I don’t think you give me enough credit either. This… relationship won’t work well if you don’t start to trust me.”

“I wouldn’t call it a relationship.”

“I’d like it if it was.”

“No, Hannibal. You want to add even more complications to this?” You pushed his hand off of your face, “We already work together in public and in private, adding anything else to this will only make things worse. I shouldn’t have even kissed you earlier.” You stepped back a few steps to create distance between the two of you.

Hannibal took a step forward, “When was the last time you had someone who keeps your secret? Who allows you to feed off of them? Who kills to help you feed off of others?” He continued to step forward and you continued to step back until your back hit a wall and you had nowhere else to go. “Aren’t I all you have right now? The only person who knows of this? The only one who can help you feed safely without being caught? The only person who won’t turn you into the police or to the government? They’d run test after test on you until you were weak and useless. Or dead,” Hannibal looked down at you, his hands clasped behind his back. “Do you think it’s wise to say no to me?”

You slowly shook your head in response.

“Then I suggest you don’t say no to me again. If you leave Will to me, and you trust me… then you will remain safe.”

You just nodded, defeated. You didn’t want to argue with him, especially when everyone had gone and you had seen what Hannibal is capable of. Hannibal exhaled calmly how that you weren’t arguing with him.

“I don’t believe Jack will mind when I tell him we’re dating. Any suspicion of us doing anything will simply be covered by date nights and dinner parties together. If anyone asks either of us where we’ve been, we use the other. Simple, really.”

You glared up at him, “I hate you, you know that?”

“You’ll love me soon enough.”

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rottngdeer · 1 year

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hii first of all i love your bloodsuckers fic- i cant wait for an update! May i request some hannigram headcanons with a reader who thinks gum and cola zero is a valid meal? Thanks!:)

thank you so much :) i’m really glad that people are enjoying bloodsuckers ! currently working on the next update right now.

Parings || Hannibal Lecter x GN!Reader x Will Graham

Contents/Warnings || Mentions of food, some mentions of cannibalism, food talk, maybe angst if you squint

Authors Note || funny you asked this because i’m a gum and cola for a meal kinda person lol. doing headcannons of them separately and headcannons as poly

Hannibal

Is obviously used to finer foods and full course meals

One night while he’s over at your house, he asks you if you’d like him to make something for the two of you

Wants to make you something fancy

You told him you had already eaten

He was confused because he hadn’t seen you eaten anything since he had gotten there

You told him that you had had some gum and coke zero

Hannibal was confused, but didn’t ask you anymore about it that night

After that night he slowly begins to make you small snacks to replace the gum

Is trying to widen your palette in general

Instinctually tries to analyse you and figure out the reasoning behind your meal choices

Will

Doesn’t really notice at first

Takes him a while to notice a lot of your habits honestly

Eventually does notice

Starts to keep more food around in his house for when you’re over

He never really asks questions

Just wants to make sure that you’re doing okay and still eating and drinking other things too

Hannigram

Will, still, will be oblivious for a while until Hannibal brings it up to him that you’re having gum for dinner

Not that Will is always the biggest fan of Hannibal’s food, he agrees that he should make some snacks for you

Hannibal is actively trying to change both you and Wills palettes anyways

Promises that there’s no meat in any of the food that isn’t regular beef or chicken— Hannibal will only eat it himself (for now)

Neither of them will judge you for any reason

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rottngdeer · 1 year

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these new pics of rohan >

#rohan campbell #corey cunningham #rohan please i’m in love with you #halloween ends #halloween #michael myers

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rottngdeer · 1 year

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reminder that this man is fine as hell

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rottngdeer · 1 year

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Bloodsuckers — 3

Pairings || Hannibal Lecter x Vampire!Female!Reader

Part 3/?

Contents/Warnings || Graphic depictions of death, cannibalism, Hannibal being Hannibal, blood consumption/feeding, light smut at the end

Authors Note || going to start incorporating Will a bit more— might have some plans with him. and sorry for the delayed chapter !! been busy because of winter break :) happy holidays everyone !

“Why them?” You asked as you wiped blood off of your mouth. Hannibal looked down at you on the ground, knelt over a young man you had just drained. Hannibal was wearing a full plastic suit over one of his normal suits, which had small splatters of blood in it from you smashing the young man’s head on the table a few times before you had your fill.

“He was rude to me,” Hannibal’s nonchalant answer was followed up by talk about what organs to remove and what he wanted to cook with them.

The reply was simply yet empty, leaving you with even more questions. You knew not to ask. You also knew that when he started to talk about how to remove organs and how to cook them, it was more for him to talk and you to listen, not for you to follow. He hadn’t let you touch or cook any organs, but he found joy in feeding them to you, despite your protests and reminders that you didn’t need actual food. He would just insist until you relented. You knew that you could just wait this out— Hannibal would die and you would move to a different place before that happened. You just needed the blackmail to stop first.

—

Your birthday finally came. It meant nothing to you but everything to Will and Hannibal. Hannibal insisted on throwing you a dinner party, which you objected to, but he said he would allow you to invite only who you wanted, and he would keep human meat out of it all. You accepted.

Every time you looked at Hannibal, you wondered how such an intelligent man could commit such sadistic crimes. You also wondered how he hadn’t been caught yet. Hell, his name rhymed with cannibal. Thankfully, you knew that Will was suspicious of Hannibal. Despite his instability, you knew it didn’t cloud Wills judgment. You hoped that Will and Hannibal being together around you wouldn’t cause any issues, and that you wouldn’t think about your recent kill with Hannibal too much.

You arrived at your party, being greeted by a kiss on the hand from Hannibal and then a hug from Alana. Alana led you to the dining room, where there was a long table of foods and drinks, along with a separate table filled with gifts, predominantly from Hannibal and Will. Will was sitting anxiously at the table with Bedelia and Jack when he saw you come in. He shot up from his seat and went to you, hugging you and whispering something into your ear that made you giggle. Everyone saw that and thought it was cute, but only Bedelia saw the look in Hannibal's eyes as he stared at you and Will.

You all had a nice dinner of good food (you assumed), laughter, and a genuinely good atmosphere. Hannibal had pre poured you a glass of watered down blood before the other guests arrived, and had drizzled some over your meal, which he also prepared separately. When you noticed these things, you had reached your hand under the table and gave Hannibal's knee a small squeeze since he was seated beside you. When he looked at you, you gave him a small thankful smile. While it was a genuine gesture for you, it made something swirl deep inside of him. Of course when gifts came around, Bedelia, Jack, and Alana had given you small meaningful gifts, but Will and Hannibal were at war with each other, giving you more gifts than you admittedly wanted, but appreciated nevertheless. At the end, Alana managed to distract Will from his anger over the gifts, while Hannibal pulled you away into an upstairs room.

“I have one last gift for you,” He told you once you were both in the room with the door shut. He shrugged off his blazer and rolled up one of his sleeves. You looked at him, confused.

“I’ve found out the statistics of my blood type, it’s AB negative, only making up 1% of the population. I assume you don’t get this much considering he statistics. This is my final gift to you“ He held out his arm to you.

You gently took hold of his arm, “You're sure about this?“ When he gave you a nod, and you hesitantly leaned down. You sunk your teeth into his arms, your fangs piercing through and beginning to extract blood at a steady pace. God, it was good. You can’t remember the last time you had even tasted it. You only did this for a minute or less, not wanting to take too much and make Hannibal pass out. “Thank you,“ you panted when you pulled away, feeling almost intoxicated. Hannibal could tell, and that’s exactly what he wanted.

He rolled his sleeve back up and put his blazer back on, smoothing it out, “I will allow you to do this a few times a month, as long as our arrangement continues.”

“You’re a strange man, Hannibal. I’m not doing much of anything for you in return. You’re perfectly capable of killing.”

“There is one other thing you can do in return.”

“What?”

Hannibal stepped close to you, grabbing your chin with one hand and leaning his head down, kissing you. You were a bit taken aback but returned the kiss after a few seconds. A heavy make out session ensued with Hannibal’s hands grabbing at your waist and your hands gripping his shoulders tightly as your tongues battled for dominance. Hannibal was the first to move away, breaking the kiss and letting go of you.

“What’s wrong?” Your hands slid down his shoulders and to his forearms.

“We can’t leave the guests waiting for too long, can we?”

“You tease.”

“After you,” Was all he said, motioning to the door. You left the room, straightening yourself out and walking back downstairs to the small party. Despite being around these other people, your mind was racing with Hannibal.

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rottngdeer · 1 year

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latest hannibal drawing

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rottngdeer · 1 year

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Bloodsuckers — 2

Pairings || Hannibal Lecter x Vampire!Female!Reader

Part 2/?

Contents/Warnings || Blood drinking, manipulation, talks of cannibalism, murder, and starvation

Part 3 is here

Hannibal took notice of Will's behaviour around you. He was attached; especially attentive when you spoke, stood by your side wherever you went, eyes on you constantly. He decided that he would invite the two of you to his latest dinner party to observe a little closer. He needed to see if Will knew about tour secret, or if this was something else he had to deal with. The two of you arrived together around 7. Will was wearing one of his grey suits, looking uncomfortable being around so many people already; and you, wearing black heels and a long black dress that hugged your body just right.

“Always nice to see the two of you outside of work,” Hannibal approached. Will didn’t say anything, too busy looking around at the food with a look of faint disgust. You smile at Hannibal, “Same to you.” You and Hannibal hadn’t been alone since a few nights ago when he declared that he knew your secret, and he confessed that he was the Chesapeake Ripper. You wondered if he invited you to this party to talk to you about what he wanted to do next. Unfortunately you didn’t get much time to speak to him since several people approached you to say hello and have small talk throughout the night.

But Hannibal was watching you. Will didn’t leave your side, and you did the usual mingling and pretending to eat solid food when in reality you just mushed it around and only took small bites to not seem suspicious. When Will walked off eventually to use the bathroom and you were finally alone, Hannibal took his chance.

You felt his hand on your lower back, “Is Will aware of your… age?“ He asked quietly in your ear from behind, asking the question in a simple way in case anyone heard. You sigh in reply, “As far as I know… Will thinks I’m turning 33 next month. 33 and no older. Then again, you found out and I didn’t know until you told me.“

“Do you plan on telling him?”

“Do you think I should?”

“No. But judging by the way he doesn’t leave your side, I wouldn’t be surprised if he found out somehow. Are the two of you dating? I should be aware of any relationships you may have. “

“No, and you have no right to know about my— “

Hannibal cuts you off, “We can’t let anything effect our arrangement.“

“I barely know what our arrangement is. You haven’t exactly explained much yet.”

“I will explain it soon enough.” With that, he walked off to talk to other guests. You set down your plate of food and walk upstairs, knowing no one else would be there. Will had just come out of the bathroom and saw you, so he immediately went after you. You had found and sat down in an empty room and stared out the window. What the hell did you get yourself into?

“Are you okay?“ Will asked as he closed the doors behind him.

You sigh, “I’m fine.“

Will sat down beside you on the small couch, thigh to thigh touching. “You can talk to me about anything, you know.”

You smile weakly at him, “I’m fine. Just… stressed I guess.”

“Because of Jack pushing us about the Ripper cases?”

“Yes,” You lied, “ I’ll be fine, I'll probably just go back downstairs and get some food. Whatever weird French thing Hannibal whipped up.”

“We both know that neither of us really like that stuff.”

“What do you mean?”

“I can tell you only push around your food no matter what it is. You just poke around with food so it looks like you did. And if you actually eat some, you never seem to like it.”

You smiled a little, “ Yeah, I guess that’s true. I’m… picky.”

Will nodded a little, “Right.”

“Well… we should head back down before anyone misses us.”

Will followed you back downstairs, and the two of you mostly just wandered the party talking quietly to each other until people trickled out.

“I’m going to stick around for a little while, I need to speak to Hannibal about something,” You told Will.

“Do you want me to wait outside for you?”

“No, I’ll be fine. I don’t know how long it’ll take anyways. “

“See you soon then?”

You nodded and gave him a small smile before he left. You let out a small sigh as you walked into the kitchen, finding Hannibal pouring himself a glass of wine.

“I have something for you,” He said, without even looking up at you. You watched as he took out a bottle of crimson red liquid. As he opened it and poured it into a wine glass, your pupils dilated and your senses heightened. Blood.

Hannibal walked up to you holding his wine and your blood. “Enjoy it,” He handed you your glass. You took the glass, taking a shirt sniff of the blood before drinking it. You eyed Hannibal as you did. When you finished a few gulps, you stopped. “Thank you… for whatever kind of bribe this is.”

“It is a small look into what I could give you all the time.”

“You think I can’t feed myself.”

“No. But I also know that you can’t keep swiping people off the streets or you’ll get caught. Especially if you leave the bodies around and don’t hide them properly.”

“Would you rather I set them up like art pieces as you do?”

“I’d rather we work together finding people— and you help me with my little ‘art pieces’. And in return you get your fill of blood as I get my fill of meat. There’s less of a possibility you get caught if you work with me.”

“Why do you suddenly need help? Seems like you’ve been doing fine all on your own.”

“I can see something in you. There’s more urges that you hide behind your basic instinctual need for blood. I want to help you, you just have to let me.”

“What if I don’t agree to any of this?”

Hannibal gave you a small smile, “Then you can guarantee the next time the Ripper kills, you’ll be framed for it. I’m sure you’d be very bored in prison. And I’m guessing eventually you may die of starvation. If you were to survive the entire prison sentence people would be suspicious on how you haven’t aged. Then you’ll spend forever as a science experiment, wasting away. Unless of course, you agree to help me.”

He took a sip of his wine while keeping eye contact with you, waiting for your agreement.

“When do we start?”

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Masterlist

last updated - 14 April 2024

Asks/Requests || Open always, but I may be slow getting things posted due to college and work.

Fandoms I’m Currently Active In || NBC Hannibal

Fandoms I’ve Written For On This List || NBC Hannibal, Joker 2019, Tom Hiddleston/Loki, Adam Driver, Sherlock BBC

Hannibal NBC

Bloodsuckers Pt.1 , Pt.2 , Pt.3 , Pt.4 , Pt.5 — Hannibal Lecter x Vampire!Female!Reader x Will Graham (currently active)

Hannigram x Reader Gum Headcannons

Hannibal x Depressed!Reader

Joker 2019

Gotham Nights Pt.1 , Pt.2 — Arthur Fleck x Female!Reader (current dormant)

Arthur Fleck Relationship Headcannons

Loki/Tom

Tom Hiddleston Relationship Headcannons Loki Relationship Headcannons Mafia!Tom AU

Adam Driver

Clyde Logan Relationship Headcannons

Sherlock BBC

Sherlock Holmes Relationship Headcannons

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Bloodsuckers — 1

Pairings || Hannibal Lecter x Vampire!female!reader x Will Graham

Part 1/?

Contents/Warnings || Cannibalism, blood, decapitation, light gore

Part 2 is here

Hannibal had found out your little secret before you found out his. You only took late-night calls, never went out during the day, and you rarely ever ate, even at his dinner parties. These little things made a little more sense the moment he saw you rip into the flesh of a man in the woods and suck all his blood out from his neck. Funny that you were both out tonight on a similar base. He stayed still and hidden, not wanting you to know he was there. You thought that you could smell him nearby, but you also knew that you were close to a murder sight you had been with him to last night. You composed yourself and left the scene, leaving the body behind.

Hannibal had used that body in his latest creation, which Jack called both you and Hannibal about the next night. Since it was 8 pm and past sunset, you headed down there. You were surprised to see the man you had drank from as part of the grotesque scene, and even more surprised to see that his head was gone. He was completely decapitated, but his head and hands were gone. Hannibal and Jack walked over to you and Jack immediately started to ramble about the body and how the Ripper was back at it again. You glanced at Hannibal, who was looking at you. The look in his eyes was different than usual, and you couldn’t pinpoint the emotion. Understanding? Curiosity? What was it?

“I’d like to invite you over for a nightcap, “Hannibal stated once you were beginning to leave about an hour after you had gotten there.

“You should get your sleep, Hannibal.“

“I insist. Don’t have me ask you twice.“

You were slightly confused, expecting him to have dropped it or made some sort of remark about your sleeping schedule. You hesitated but sighed, “Alright. I’ll follow you.“

You followed his car in yours, arriving at his house. He had you take off your coat and shoes, offering you wine and a seat. Once the two of you were settled with glasses of wine and a soft instrumental tune playing in the background, Hannibal began to speak.

“So, how old are you, Y/N?“

“32. You knew that.”

“32… so, 132? 232?“

You chuckled nervously, “What?“

“Sorry, is it older? 432 perhaps?“

You stared at him, hoping he didn’t actually know, and he was just messing with you.

“I suppose it’s rude of me to ask your age so bluntly. I apologise.“

“Where— where did you get those numbers from?“

“Well, considering that you’re a vampire, I assume that you go based off of the tens in your age as it would be the easiest.”

“A… vampire? “

“Yes. You must have known I was there last night, right? Sensed it?”

You began to stand up, but he put his hand on your knee and kept you sitting, “I won't say a word to anyone else.“

“I don’t know that for sure.”

“I’ll tell you something of mine then. A secret.“

“Nothing you tell me could possibly-“

“I’m the Chesapeake Ripper,“ He stated. “All of the missing organs, I cook for my parties and myself. I noticed that you always looked at my food like you were confused, but never ate any. I suppose your sense of smell was messed up by the number of people at the parties and all of the meat I serve. “

You laugh, “You’re lying.”

Hannibal sighed and stood up. He set his wine glass down on the table and took yours from you, also setting it down, “Follow me, my dear.“

Hannibal led you to his kitchen. He opened the freezer, pulling out a frozen chunk of meat. The neck. The neck of the man you killed last night and that was displayed in the Ripper's design. You could smell it; you could see your teeth marks.

A long silence occurred between the two of you. You were processing everything. Figuring out what to do next. Hannibal being the Chesapeake Ripper would be a lot more believable to the FBI and everyone else than you being a vampire.

“Tell me why I shouldn’t turn you in right now, “You said in a low voice.

A slight smirk appeared on Hannibal’s face, “Your saliva is all over this. Tell me why I shouldn’t hand it over to Jack, tell him I found out in your home. Frame you for the crime, which Jack would use to connect you to more Ripper crimes if he can find a loophole. And he would.”

Another silence.

“You and I would work perfectly together, don’t you think?“ He added, tilting his head slightly. You were silent, calculating if you should kill Hannibal right now.

“I know what you’re thinking. I think that you know an alliance could benefit you. And that if anything happened to me, Jack would do everything to figure out what,” He gently took your hand after putting the meat back. He led you back to where the two of you had been sitting previously, and sat down closer to you this time, almost thigh to thigh. “You’re a smart woman. I suggest you make the right decision. The only option, really.”

You knew that you would outlive him, obviously. Or you could move, leave the FBI. But you wouldn’t know how Hannibal would react to you up an leaving, taking his secret with him.

“I really don’t like you right now,” You mumbled.

“I think you’ll get over that. We’ll work well together. Too well for you to resent me for long.”

Silence for a minute before you finally spoke, “I’m actually 332. You guessed wrong.”

“My apologies. May I ask how you’ve been feeding yourself all these years? It will be helpful for me to know how you pick people out.”

He listened to you intently as you answered his question. He wanted to learn everything about you, about your life, about vampires, about your eating habits, your living conditions. And he would keep you around in any way that he could.

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