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Pairing: Will Graham x Reader

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This has actually been ruminating around in my mind palace for a while! I always imagine Will being with someone who writes, I don't really know why, but this one was so fun to bring to life!

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Like, imagine that you've been at your desk all day, your office in yours and Will's Wolf Trap home is surrounded by ripped pieces of paper, old pens, and toys from your dog intruders.

You hear the dogs bark downstairs, signaling your counterparts arrival home, and you could not be more excited. You hit "print" on your document after typing out the final line, brimming with anticipation as you hear his dress shoes make their way up the wooden stars outside your office door.

Will leans on the door frame, messy head of curls resting on the beam, clad in brown dress pants and a beloved button-down. "It seems today was a success?"

You've been struggling with writers block for a while, and have practically prayed for a day as filled with productivity as today. The state of your office definitely let him in on this joyous occasion, but the smile and hefty document in your hands said even more.

You get up from your desk chair, the wheels squeaking as they move across the woodgrain floor, and join your lover. His hand rises to push your fallen glasses up, then pulling your chin in for a soft kiss.

"A success would be an understatement!"

Your upbeat aura is contagious, even after the long and macabre day Will has had. An almost childish giggle leaves the brown haired man as he grabs the freshly stapled stack of papers from you, leading you downstairs with a subtle pull of your hand.

On days like this, when you strike gold, the evenings always go the same.

It would be an understatement to say that Will loves reading your work. You have always supported him and his career, so, to him, taking the time to really appreciate what you have been working on is no small task. But, Will always does it with joy.

Once you both make it downstairs, that is when the ritual will begin. We all know that uncomfortable feeling of anxiously waiting while someone reads our work, all of the questions, slight embarrassment, and worries that nag at us. So, while Will flips through your newest pages, you cook dinner.

You'll cut up veggies as Will takes his pocket pen (you cannot convince me this man doesn't keep a pen, his personal favorite, in his pocket) and begins to make small marks.

Now, these are't the marks of a judgmental english teacher, but rather the opposite. He'll underline lines and phrases he loves or finds especially intriguing. He will pen questions in the margins, make silly comments about dialogue, and will leave silly faces next to especially shocking parts.

Like I said, he takes this very seriously.

Once dinner is done, you will both eat and catch up. You'll ask about his day in the field, maybe ponder about his latest session with Hannibal, and he'll return the favor.

After the delicious meal, you'll tackle the dishes together (he washes while you dry), before he pours you both a glass of whiskey. Then, sat on the front porch, taking in the beauty of your small sliver of private paradise, he'll give the marked pages back to you and you'll discuss.

Will loves seeing you become animated and talk about things you genuinely love, and your writing is no exception to that. You'll answer any questions he doodled in the margins while explaining the thought process and inspiration behind the lines that stood out to him.

This time spent together is not uncommon, but just outside of your daily routines enough to be especially cherished. Once the night has concluded and you're tucked into Will's strong arms in your shared bed, when your minds wander individually, the anticipation for the next time you both can embark on this evening will begin.

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hellooo more will graham!!!

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Appreciation post for older Hugh because he deserves it and is still the same beautiful man he’s always been.

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he's always cold i think he needs to wear his beard just a suggestion

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Chapters: ¼ Fandom: Law & Order, Doctor Strange (Movies), Hannibal Extended Universe - Fandom Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kaecilius/Nolan Price Characters: Kaecilius (Marvel), Nolan Price, Samantha Maroun Additional Tags: Love at First Sight, Meet-Cute, Flirting, Romance, Fluff, First Kiss, First Time, Eventual Smut, Demisexual Nolan Price, Demiromantic Nolan Price Series: Part 15 of Sweet and Smutty HEU 🥰 Summary:

Nolan sees the haughty, intimidating former ruler of the Dark Dimension arguing with a hot dog vender on the street outside the Manhattan District Attorney’s office and falls immediately in love.

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Doctor Strange (2016) dir. Scott Derrickson

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Hannibal (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Jack Crawford, Alana Bloom, Beverly Katz, Brian Zeller, Jimmy Price, Will Graham’s Dogs Additional Tags: Love at First Sight, Romantic Fluff, Sugar Daddy Hannibal Lecter, Sugar Baby Will Graham, Dom/sub, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, First Kiss, First Time, Virginity Kink, Shy Will Graham, Possessive Behavior, Obsession, Protective Hannibal Lecter, Shameless Smut, Making Love, Hannibal Lecter is the Chesapeake Ripper, Gift Giving, Spoiled Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter Loves Will Graham, Will Graham Loves Hannibal Lecter, Praise Kink, Vulnerable Will Graham, Soft Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham’s bisexual awakening, Spanking, Biting, Rough Sex, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Aftercare, Orgasm Control, Daddy Kink, season 1 AU, Episode: s01e01 Apéritif Summary:

Hannibal decides not to waste time, and finds Will right after their first meeting in Jack’s office, where Hannibal offers to be his sugar daddy. Will is completely taken off-guard and while he tries to remain defensive and suspicious, he is soon swept away by Hannibal’s adoring, spoiling, sexy attention…

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Mads drinking

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Mads with long hair [in films/projects]

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Hannibal (2013-2015)

1x01 || 3x13

#will's first and last words to hannibal

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say what you want but a hannigram sailor moon AU would go so hard no one is ready

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has anyone done this yet? probably.

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MADS MIKKELSEN & HUGH DANCY

HANNIBAL PANEL NYCC 2024

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Summary: "Will and Hannibal accidentally picked the same victim" or "two wolves fighting for prey"

Will watched as Dave Miller left the pub and got into a black chevy. He followed him home, already familiar with the way. It was the sixth night in a row when he was observing his daily habits.

The FBI had let him go because of the lack of proofs, even if everyone knew what that man had done. And it was not that Will was entering his vigilante era. It was something else.

Besides the satisfaction he would get from feeling righteous, he would harvest a piece and bring it to Hannibal. The idea of surprising Hannibal was what brought him a certain thrill which he was not so proud of.

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Hannibal waited in the parking lot as Dave Miller parked his car in the drive way. He was hoping his Bentley would not stand out in the neighborhood. Certainly not fitting for the place.

Dave had been extremely rude to him when he had to assess him for the FBI. So rude that he could not forgive him. It was probably a week since he had been following him around.

Besides the fact that Mr. Miller was a pig, he needed to get a few things out of his system. Will had been awfully unavailable during the last few days. Always busy in the evenings, never available for dinner and no more good night texts.

Hannibal had promised himself he would give Will all the space in the world to figure out his own design and his place in their relationship. He would not rush and he would not push him and he would not force him into doing anything that felt unnatural.

That didn't stop Hannibal from dreaming about the day they would hunt those pigs together. When he would watch the gleam in Will's eyes as he would watch the life fade away from their victim. The way he would be so proud of his Will and he would admire the whole scene the same way one feels when they have an epiphany.

That image would have to suffice until Will would feel ready.

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"Dinner tonight?" He asked Will the next day, just as he was about to leave the FBI building.

He would have dinner with Will, maybe even more, then he could go to end Mr. Miller. And Will would wait for him at home. Or he would choose to join him. The idea of bringing food to his beloved made him feel warm inside.

"I can't." Will replied. Not tonight. Not when it would be the night he would kill Dave. Then he would present himself in front of Hannibal's door and he would bring him his victim. "I need to finish a few reports."

His prey. His prey that he would bring to Hannibal as an offering.

"I miss you." Hannibal replied.

"I miss your food too." Will said, the grin on his face betraying his true feelings.

"That is reassuring. You know, you can work on your reports at my place too."

"Too many distractions."

Hannibal hummed to that, kissed him on the cheek and left.

So be it then.

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A Friday night. As expected, Dave Miller was in his living room watching TV. Not for long.

Will had sneaked in earlier when Dave had parked his car in the garage. Already used with the format of the house, he walked down the small hall and entered the kitchen. From there he could see the light from the TV. He only needed a few seconds to think his attack through.

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Hannibal had entered the house through an open window on the first floor. He had left it open for himself the day before when he had entered the house in order to get used to the rooms and with Mr. Miller's evening habits. It was the time the pig would be watching TV.

Hannibal went downstairs, as quiet and delicate as a cat, holding his scalpel in his hand. The light from the TV came from the living room. He would enter, come from behind the armchair and slit his throat. The idiot would be too focused on his stupid football game to hear him come.

He was ready to attack when he saw movement in the darkness from the kitchen. Was Mr. Miller not in the living room at that moment? Was Mr. Miller not alone? He would have to kill everyone in the house then.

He made up his mind to start with the one in the kitchen.

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Will saw a silhouette coming downstairs. Then Dave was not watching TV? Why wasn't he moving anymore? Was that someone else? He would have to take that person down first since he was staying in his way towards the living room.

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Hannibal saw the figure launch at him, so he did just the same, both of them as quiet as possible. His scalpel was just about to pierce the neck of the intruder when his arm was grabbed forcefully and bent to his back. With the aching muscle and useless arm, he used his mouth to bite the neck of his attacker, making him yelp. With his hand now free, he could finally use his scalpel and finish him off was it not for the very familiar scent.

"Will?"

With one hand on his bleeding neck, adrenaline rushing through him, before he could process it, Will punched his attacker's face with all the force he had. Hannibal was too stunned by his previous realization to dodge.

When he fell onto the floor, the light from the TV in the living room revealed his face.

Will froze as if he could not process what just happened.

"The fuck?" Will mouthed to Hannibal as he forgot about the blood flowing from his neck. He fell to his knees in order to lean over Hannibal, lift his face and inspect it. Blood was just starting to flow from his nose, down his already stained lips. "Dammit, Hannibal."

"That was not bad." Hannibal murmured as he regained his consciousness. He instinctively reached for Will's neck. He was grateful he had not bitten harder into the skin. No permanent damage done. A wide smile appeared on his face.

"Who's there?" Dave's voice came from the living room.

Will quickly helped Hannibal get up.

"I got this." Will said, preparing himself.

"Sorry, baby, but he is mine." Hannibal whispered back.

"No, I've been following him for a week."

"Me as well."

Will was about to learn that he could not steal another predator's prey. Not when he had followed it for so long. Not when he needed to kill that man in order to pull himself together about the fact that his Will had been actively ignoring him.

As they stared at each other, Hannibal realized a second too late that Will rushed towards the living room. He chased after him and grabbed his middle in an attempt to pull him down. Doing that and holding the scalpel in such a way that it wouldn't touch Will happened to be a difficult task.

Even more so when Mr. Miller jumped from the armchair, trying to assess the scene in his living room.

"Fuck you." Will said as he got up to his feet and tried to pull Hannibal away from their victim. When that didn't work he kicked the back of his knees, making him lose his balance.

Mr. Miller was so taken aback by the two strangers who seemed to have a conflict of their own that he didn't have any reaction when Will pushed him onto the floor and wrapped his arm around his neck, leaving him little room to breath.

"Although I have never been more in love with you than I am in this very moment," Hannibal started while breathing heavily, "do not get in between me and my pig. There will be many others for you, my darling. And if you want, we can end this one together." He tried to negotiate.

Will shook his head, not loosening his grip. "Just let me do everything tonight. Then you can cook for us."

"Cook?" The man yelped, making Will strengthen his grip more.

"I really need to..." Hannibal said as he pointed towards his scalpel. It was a need. An urge that he could not contain. Especially when his blood was boiling through his veins.

"No." Will said as he was preparing to snap his neck. "I am capable."

"I could never contest that, my beloved. My week was awful, I need to let it out." Hannibal said carefully trying not to provoke Will into doing something impulsively.

"I've been waiting for so long for this. And I was going to bring him to you. And you were going to..." Will's pupils were dilated, his breathing was hard. A vein on his temple almost popping.

Hannibal realized Will looked exactly like a wolf about to devour its prey.

"What, what was I going to?" More important than killing that pig was understanding Will's design. His motive was part of his design. And Hannibal was just realizing he had been part of Will's design all along.

"You were going to appreciate it, Hannibal, dammit. You were not going to expect me to bring you a body. You were supposed to..."

...Look at me the way you look now.

Will realized the admiration and fascination in Hannibal's eyes were real. What he wanted to achieve was in fact happening in front of him.

"You wanted to kill him for me." Hannibal thought loudly. He sat on the floor to be on the same level as Will and leaned in to caress his cheek. Both of them ignored the man who was struggling almost in between them. "I promise I have never been more impressed and honored in my entire life."

The wild look in Will's eyes softened, as if he had been tamed. He leaned in Hannibal's touch.

"We are idiots." Will concluded. He was so focused on Hannibal's touch that he did not pay attention to his grip which was no longer as tight as earlier. In the split of a second, Dave moved his arm from around his neck and tried to escape.

Hannibal's scalpel quickly found his artery, causing the blood to splatter on them both until the body went limp next to them.

"My fault." Will said as he tried to wipe away some blood off his forehead. "You were saying distracting things that I was unfortunately longing to hear."

"I'm sorry I had to take this from you. I was really going to let you end him. I only wanted to kill him because I felt like you were losing interest in me. The whole week. You were probably focused on catching...him."

Will nodded. "I really wanted you to see what I am capable of."

"I did see and I am so in love." Hannibal said as he held Will's hand and kissed it tenderly. "Let's take care of this mess."

Will nodded.

He had not had the chance to kill anyone that night. Yet, his heart was beating loudly.

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