#i don't know!! i'm in a brain funk!! i think maybe i've been staring at this too long.

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

i kind of want to set my computer on fire and move to the woods but i can't really find any specific fault with this chapter other than a general dissatisfaction with just sort of everything generally, so.

[voxmortuus]

Stormy Weather

PAIRING: Hannibal Lecter x Will Graham x Reader

UNIVERSE: Hannibal

WORDS: 1K

SUMMARY/PROMPT: Prompt Given by Anon: hello hello! I have request that's somewhat dark but it's hurt/comfort so like, barely! was wondering if you’d write a lil something with willxhannibalxreader (or just willxreader) where will and Hannibal have caught onto a sexual predator in the community from gossip that Abigail's heard at school and when they go to....take care of him....they find reader drugged or tied up against their will and save them and take care of them afterward 😌

NOTE: I left the reader gender natural, that was the feeling I got behind your request, I did however change one detail... It's a bit of a plot twist to it. It was about the predator. I hope you enjoy your requested story. I'M SORRY IF IT'S CRAP! I'VE BEEN IN A WRITING FUNK!

TW: Sexual Predator | Angst | Murder | Feeling of being drugged

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REQUESTS: Temporarily Closed

Mulling it over, taking every little detail into account, who, what, when, where. It was all happening so fast. Hannibal didn't waste any time finding this predator. He was tired of this predator going undetected, let alone managing to make their way out of police detection at that. What was their trick? It wracked Hannibal's brain. Letting out a heavy breath, he looked over at Will and arched a brow.

Will had been staring at his phone, and he looked over at Hannibal. "We haven't heard from Y/N in a while, you think they're doing okay?" He asked with a tone of genuine concern. "I know Y/N had mentioned something about a sexual predator in their neighborhood, you don't think?" He had to stop his thoughts and let out a soft breath.

Hannibal looked over at will and shook his head, and then thought about it. "Well, I suppose there is only one thing to do." He stood up and looked at Will. "Get your coat. We'll go see Y/N at home." He nodded and watched Will get up, and they headed to the car.

Getting in the car, Will's mind started to run, pacing back and forth on the idea of what could have happened, what did happen? It felt like days to him, and in his mind, it was days. Hannibal drove and thought for a moment of how he was going to handle the worst-case scenario. Everything seemed to just be a mess these days but today was the day that maybe Will's mind can be put to rest, and Hannibal can finally scratch that itch about this predator.

Pulling up to your house, they see your car in the driveway and decide to walk up and knock on the door, Will's hands are in his coat pockets, and Hannibal knocks on your door one more time. He looks back at Will, and Will shakes his head. "No, something isn't right. Check the door." He demands. Hannibal looks at Will and then back at the door handle and turns it- much to his surprise, it is unlocked.

Wasting no time, Will walked right in and looked around- seeing some things out of order- he let out a soft breath and looked back at Hannibal. His jaw clenched as he watched Hannibal close the door behind them as they walked further into your home. Hearing the floor creek above, Hannibal put his finger to his lips. Hannibal moved past Will and made his way upstairs quietly.

Will was behind Hannibal when Will heard something stir under the stairs; tilting his head, he made his way down the stairs, and Hannibal looked down at you. "If you find Y/N, take them back to my place. I will take Y/N's car home." He nodded his head at Hannibal's demand and looked in the room under the stairs to see you tied up and a little out of it- he was quick to scoop you up and bring you to Hannibal's car, placing you in the back seat, whispering to you that you are safe, that you're okay.

When Will moved you, you tried to cling to him, but your hands were so weak, your whole body felt that way. You didn't know what to think, let alone try and speak. It all happened so fast, you were out with your friends, and you come home, and the next thing you know, you're knocked in the back of the head, and your body was someone else's for the night. Someone you didn't even know, but the things this mysterious person did to you made you feel sick.

While Will brings you back to Hannibal's home, Hannibal handles the person who did this to you. As he makes his way up the stairs, he hears the water running from the shower. Looking around, Hannibal spots the bathroom and makes his way that way. Smelling the air, he arches a brow he picks up on the smell of a woman. Hannibal decides to wait outside the bathroom for this person. He quietly makes his way down the stairs grabbing a kitchen knife, makes his way back up just in time for the predator to turn off the shower.

Standing against the wall, he feels the person getting closer to the door. In a blink of an eye, he has this person on the ground as he hovers over them. Looking over the face of this predator, a woman, a former patient of his. He blinks a few times and lets out a heavy breath shaking his head. "You will make for a good stew, and here's the thing, not one person will miss you. I know you don't have any family." He tells her. Growling, she tries to fight off Hannibal, but that only results in her throat slit and gargling for air.

The thought that he couldn't help this woman got to him. He felt he failed her. Shaking his head, he had no idea how long she had been doing this; she never showed any signs, but here's the thing, do most? After wrapping her in plastic bags, he had taken what he wanted and had gone to rid of the rest. Heading home, he had called Will and had a brief discussion about the problem being taken care of. Hannibal would send someone to clean your home, but you needed to not say anything about what had happened. Honestly, you are too far out of it to really comprehend anything, but you were insistent on staying with Will and that you were not going back to your home anymore.

Once Hannibal gets back to the house, he brings the plastic bags to a large walk-in fridge knowing he will take care of it later- his focus was on going to check on you.

Over the next few days, you stayed with Hannibal, and it wasn't until you were physically ready that you had gone to stay with Will for a while. You saw Hannibal for sessions to help you comprehend what had happened, and you stayed with Will because you felt it was safe. Both of them were attentive to you, making sure you had all you needed making sure that you were mentally, physically, and emotionally safe.