Death Note

Hi! I absolutely love your fanfics.. this is my first time requesting, if requests are open. I'm feeling awful today after my second covid shot haha and I was wondering.. can you do a request of how Hannibal would react to and tend to a S/O who age regresses? Not super young but like regresses to 10 or 12 to destress or cope. If this isn't something you can do, that's totally okay! thank you! @little-dollfie​

Warnings; Fluff.

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A/n; Thank you for this request. I love it when Hannibal takes care of the reader. Enjoy. Sorry for any typos.

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    This week has been the worst for you, you were triggered constantly and your boyfriend Hannibal was too busy to help you, or maybe he ignored you? These thoughts and the things you’ve been through made you emotional. Now you were on the floor of your shared living room, you had a coloring book where you kept hidden in the back of your shared closet in the bedroom –Hannibal definitely knew that but didn’t say anything- everyone had their own ways to cope with pain and traumas and your way was to do comforting things like you did when you were a child. If the weather was good you would go to a playground and swing, pick flowers for Hannibal to put them in the kitchen counter, playing video games, etc. Pulling your coloring book out of its hiding place meant that you had enough and the daily life was too much for you.

Hannibal came home late because when he left his office Jack Crawford called and he was needed in a crime scene, after spending and hour there he decided to go home and rest. He was a busy man but he always had time for you, throughout the day you usually call him on his breaks and have a small chat, or bring him lunch, he takes you to cinema, art exhibitions, theatre, etc. He knew that he would find you in a stressed position, he walked in and threw his keys to the bowl, took off his long coat and washed his hands before he walked to the living room.

You were on the ground coloring when he saw you, ‘’Hello love.’’ He said and approached to you, watching you sway your legs and humming a tune. ‘’Hello!’’ you said excited, you were in love with this man. ‘’What are you coloring?’’ he kindly asked and sat next to you and looked at the paper, ‘’It’s a butterfly.’’ You said focusing on the paper, eye brows knitted. ‘’It is a beautiful butterfly, and good choice of colors Y/N. I’m proud of you.’’ You looked up to meet his maroon eyes to see if he was lying or not. He looked achingly loving and vulnerable all at once. You jumped to give him a tight hug, ‘’Hannibal I-‘’ you were going to explain what happened but he patted your back, ‘’I know love, I know.’’ He hugged you like there was no tomorrow, like you were the only one for him, he caressed your cheeks, kissed your forehead with his plump lips. ‘’Are you hungry? We can have breakfast for dinner and watch your favorite cartoon show.’’ He knew how to make you comfortable all the time, you felt loved and appreciated. ‘’Yes yes yes! Thank you!’’

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Love Thy Enemy

Summary; Y/N Atreides had always been a stranger to the entire galaxy, her bed wasn’t her bed, her home wasn’t her home due to the fact that she was sent to accompany and be sisters with Irulan. She had limited access to her actual family and over the years they grew distant. She thought she would be like Reverend Mother, alone, yet powerful, and soon she would realize that there was no need of being alone when a wild creature had his eyes on her for a long time.

A/N; HI!!! Its been a long time since I wrote a series but i cannot resist Feyd. English isn''t my first language so go easy on me. There will be smut in the future chapters. TAG LIST IS OPEN!!!!!! (Reader has a lover and Feyd's going to find out lol 😉😉😉)

Warnings; None. Female Bene Gesserit Reader x Feyd-Rautha, enemies to lovers! reader is reffered to as she/her.

Words; 1.520K

Chapter 2

Chapter One – ‘’Meeting in flesh and blood’’

‘’Right behind you!’’ Irulan screamed as she was riding her horse to match Y/N’s. Y/N was a skilled rider, the wind in her long hair, she laughed at Irulan’s attempt of winning the race and focused on the finish line. Planet Kaitian which was the second Capital of the Corrino Empire had so many opportunities for Padishah Emperor Shaddam’s daughter Irulan and his beloved Y/N. The planet had forests, lakes and rivers so Y/N didn’t miss much of her home planet Caladan, she sometimes tossed and turned in her bed thinking of her family members but she was taken to Kaitain years ago. Irulan and Y/N were the same age and when Shaddam couldn’t have more children he asked Duke Leto Atreides to bring his first born daughter to be sisters with Irulan. Leto tried to find so many ways to refuse Padishah Emperor yet he was the ultimate power in the entire galaxy and Leto had no choice but to give his daughter Y/N. She was one years old when the arrangements were made. She could see her family at political events or celebrations, she had been in Caladan few times yet she felt stranger to the planet and she felt stranger to Kaitain as well. She has always wondered if, by any chance one day she would feel the sensation of ‘’being at home’’ nowhere and no one was her home. Maybe this was her fate.

When she finished the race her horse calmed down, Irulan followed behind. ‘’I swear you’re cheating and I am going to find out.’’ She was joking of course, Irulan and Y/N had a close relationship yet Y/N never forgot that she was a princess and there for needed to be treated more cautiously than the other lords and ladies of the galaxy. Together they hopped off of their horses, ‘’Walk with me.’’ Irulan’s  voice was soft yet direct. Her short blonde hair got messy, hem of her white long dress covered in mud, she was carefree when she was with Y/N.

Y/N had the color of her house Atreides. Green. Her green dress felt so light, they were walking on the grass for few minutes in silence., Y/N knew that Irulan wanted to say something.

Palace’s gardens were evergreen, gardeners achieved perfection. Gardens smelled of flowers at any time of the year. Irulan stopped in her tracks, they turned to soak in the scenery before their eyes, the entire planet was under their feet. Servants’ chatters could be heard, no matter what they were never alone. ‘’Soon my father will throw a ball for me.’’ She looked distant, Padishah Emperor Shaddam never had parties without a solid reason, it must be political. Before Y/N could ask Irulan explained simply, ‘’I will meet the man I have to marry.’’ Y/N knew one day that she had to marry someone in order to protect the power they had over the galaxy but she never thought the date would come this quick. Y/N had already a lover, only Irulan knew because he was from a lower house. She had a childish hope that one day she would marry him.

Irulan laughed in sarcasm, ‘’How I wish to be you, sister!’’ it was obvious that Irulan dreaded the situation.

There were no arrangements for Y/N and she was free for a long time or so she thought.

‘’I trust in Emperor’s decision. He won’t wed you to someone unworthy.’’ She tried to encourage her dear friend but Irulan stood there like a stone. ‘’Let’s head back.’’ Y/N said. A hollow silence followed them to the dining hall. Emperor couldn’t attend because he was dealing with preparations of the ball. The white marble fire place was lit and orange colors danced in the room, the dining hall was adorned with lavish furniture and a long wooden table. The wood came from Giedi Prime, it was called Pilingitam.

 Irulan seemed troubled, ‘’What’s on your mind sister?’’ Y/N asked. She was concerned for her, if she knew that she had to be concerned for herself…

She watched Irulan’s palm slithering on the Pilingitam table,’’ Majority of the houses will be at the ball,’’ she looked up to meet Y/N’s curious eyes, ‘’The Harkonnens will be too.’’ Y/N’s blood ran cold, she remembered the times where Emperor used to take them to Giedi Prime for political reasons. They had to sit and watch the games in the black and white arena. Gladiators killing each other…

She remembered a boy with pure blue eyes and full lips, ‘’I will fight there too when I’m old enogh.’’ He was sitting next to Y/N in his black outfit. He closed the tiny gap between him and Y/N, and he spoke quietly, ‘’Will you come and watch me?’’ he was speaking as if killing was a normal act. His knee touching Y/N’s, she remembered distinctly that the boy interlaced his little finger with hers. They were ten and yet Y/N could see Baron Vladimir’s influence on his poor nephew.

Y/N didn’t need to go back in her memories to detest the Harkonnens. Their families were in and out of war for centuries. Thankfully for a long time peace was kept. ‘’I will manage.’’ She insured Irulan with a genuine smile yet it wasn’t enough. Y/N brushed it off, after dinner she had mental training anyways.

Until the day of the ball she corresponded with her lover, Pyramus

He was a tall man with dark curls and jet black eyes. His beard always tickled her face.

She spent her days training and accompanying Irulan. Irulan grew restless as the they approached.

One by one the ships started to arrive, one could look up to the busy blue sky and see. Y/N’s family arrived early to see her and spend time with her. Lady Jessica, her mother, immediately questioned her about Y/N’s Bene Gesserit training, Duke Leto was happy to see her daughter once again. Paul, her one year younger brother gave her a tight hug.

They were united once more, she escorted them to their quarters in the palace and retrieved to get ready for the event. She wore a green dress with emeralds on her chest and waist, her maid braided her hair in Atreides style. She also wore an emerald tiara. Paul Atreides knocked on her door to escort her to the ball room, he looked sharp in his dark green suit. ‘’You seem nervous.’’ He questioned, -Y/N knew that her mother was teaching Bene Gesserit ways to her brother,- yes she was nervous because she was going to be reunited with her lover. ‘’Too many people.’’ She responded. Servants were running with food and wine on the corridors, music could be heard from a distance. Members of houses were having conversations about spice, politics, etc.

The doors of the room were open, inside was lit by the yellow warm lights coming from glowglobes, guests laughing and drinking. Tallest member was Baron Vladimir due to hanging in the air, eating like a mad man but she ignored him.

Her eyes searching for her lover, so blind to an outsider who got her under his radar.

Paul and Y/N walked to the table of their house, ‘’You look lovely my girl.’’ Duke Leto kissed her daughter’s forehead, it didn’t go unnoticed by a certain someone. He was a snake, silently slithering close to his prey.

Padishah Emperor Shaddam and his daughter Princess Irulan were announced and slowly entered the room, everyone bowed. They took their seats and Emperor greeted everyone, thanked them for coming to his feast and he also announced that he would choose the life partner of his daughter among his unmarried male guests. Duke Leto found himself watching his daughter with sad eyes, he wondered if he could see her wedding one day. Would she be happy and fortunate like him? Only time would tell but he prayed quietly.

It was time to dance, couples held each others’ hands and marched to the dance floor, Paul excused himself and went to ask the princess to dance with him. Leto happily asked Jessica to dance with him, Y/N wished that they were officially married but to keep his position as a powerful bachelor, other houses worked for him hoping that one day Duke Leto would marry one of their daughters. It was a well played game of chess on Atreides’s part. Y/N watched Irulan and Paul talking silently and dancing.

Soon Pyramus came with a huge smile. He kissed her hand and winked at her, ‘’My beautiful lady, would you be so kind and accompany me on the dance floor?’’ she tried so hard not to grin, ‘’Of course my lord.’’ He was in his house’s color, yellow. Hand in hand they mingled among the other couples, ‘’I’ve missed you.’’ He whispered. ‘’Not here.’’ She used the voice on him and his mouth closed in a second. Only their eyes talked.

They heard a rough cough and turned to face the intruder, Y/N had no idea that she would meet him in flesh and blood, ‘’Feyd…’’

Dangerous Game

Pairing: Hannibal x Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, Smut in the future.

Warnings: Hostage situation. There is a serial killer called ‘’The Farmer’’ 

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Summary: Y/N Hobbs an opera singer and also the eldest adopted daughter of The Minnesto Shrike, and her entire life changes after what happened. She will be the object of affection of a certain psychopath, whether she likes it or not.

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Chapter 2

Y/N had a massive headache when she woke up, she was in a hospital room, there was a serum bag attached to her vein in her arm. Her first thought was Abigail, she sat and looked around, there was no one, the door was open. She left the bed and looked at the serum, the liquid was half empty. Before she could rip it off a sweet accent was heard, ''That wouldn't be the best idea.'' she turned to look at the man, she remembered him. ''You were in my sister's room.'' Her throat was dry, it was hard for her to speak. The man who was standing closed the distance between them, he had a glass of water, ''Yes, now let's get you back to bed and I'll explain everything.'' she smelled his manly cologne, his clothes looked expensive and stylish. He had a calm voice and Y/N liked it, reluctantly she sat on the bed with the help of that man, he extended his hand so that she could drink the water, he didn't let go and Y/N held his big hand while drinking it. She couldn't help but stare at his brown eyes, he was also looking at her eyes, when she was done the tall man traced her lips to get rid of the wetness which water left and put the glass away. ''I'm doctor Hannibal Lecter, I was at the crime scene and saved your sister. Pleasure to meet you Miss?'' he extended his hand, ''Y/N Hobbs, thank you for saving her, and thank you for catching me before I hit the ground. I don't know why I fainted.'' Hannibal garcefully sat on her bed, his hand was close to her hand, she could feel the warmth. ''You were in shock and your body couldn't cope with the pain. Now, you will stay until that liquid is fully in your body.'' He pointed the half empty plastic serum bag, ''But I want to see my sister again.'' ''I know but you have to recover first, doctor's orders. I'm afraid I have to leave, but I'm sure I will be seeing you again.'' He left quickly, he was right and she waited impatiently but when the serum bag was empty she called for a nurse to help her get it off.

 Hannibal Lecter had a patient to see, that's why he left. He was informed by Alana that Abigail had a sisters and he was expecting to see her. The only thing he didn't expect was her fainting but he was quick enough to catch her, she fell right into his arms and closed her deep eyes like falling asleep in a lover's arms. ''This will be interesting.'' Hannibal thought and opened the private door for his patient.

Y/N walked to her sister's room and saw a curly haired man with Alana Bloom. ''Hello Ms.-'' Alana began kindly but Y/N stopped her, ''Please, it's Y/N. I assume you are Will Graham.'' she extended her hand, ''I killed your father why are you being kind to me?'' Will asked not looking at her eyes. ''Because my mom didn't raise a rude girl. Dr. Alana told me what happened, I guess you did the right thing.'' Will seemed relaxed a little, Alana had a phone call and left the room. ''I know that look.'' Y/N said, Will was looking at Abigail, ''It's the look of guilt Mr. Graham, it'll eat you up so please stop it.'' she got close to him and placed a hand on his tense shoulder. Alana came back, ''We have to leave Will, Jack called.'' Will took his jacket and they left. Y/N spent her day at the hospital, she read a book to her sister, ate at the cafeteria and didn't like the food but she had no choice. When it was evening a doctor came to see Abigail, he was surprised to see Y/N. ''They sent me to run some tests on her.'' He said, Y/N looked at him up and down, he was tall, he had glasses and his ginger head was balding. ''Where exactly?'' 

''Labs are down stairs.'' Y/N, for some reason didn't like the guy, ''I wasn't informed of this.'' she was standing next to her sister. Tall man pulled a gun out of his pocket. ''I didn't want to do this but you forced me. Don't make a sound or I will kill you.'' Y/N raised her hands, ''What do you want from Abigail?!'' The man looked at her with empty eyes, ''Connection.'' Later Y/N was forced to go with him, he was moving Abigail's bed, no one was around and she couldn't scream for help. ''Stop being slow and move!'' She felt the cold steel of his gun on her neck.

''Eldon Stammets FBI!'' Y/N heard Will's voice behind them, Eldon took Y/N as hostage. ''Please help!'' she screamed, trying to get away but he was too strong. ''Y/N don't move!'' Will said and got a clear shot and shoot Eldon on the shoulder, his gun fell to the ground and Y/N pushed it away. ''What were you going to do to them?!'' Will asked, now he was in front of Eldon, ''We all evolve from miselyum and I simply reintroducing them to the concept.'' Eldon replied. ''By burying them alive?!'' Will yelled, he was holding the bed like Y/N, trying to shield Abigail. ''The journalist woman said you understood me.''

''I don't.'' Will replied shortly, ''But you would have. If you walked to a field of miselyum, they know you are there, they know. The spores reach for you as you walk by. I know who you are reaching for, it's mostly Abigail Hobbs. You should've let me plant them, you woul've find them in a field where they were finally able to reach back.'' Y/N couldn't believe that this man wanted to bury them alive. Soon FBI came and took Eldon Stammets. Nurses came to take Abigail back to her room. ''Who the fuck is he?!'' Y/N asked shaking, ''A serial killer who abducts men and women and burries them alive. He used them as fertilizer to grow mushrooms.'' Y/N started to laugh out of shock, ''So I was almost becoming a giant mushroom.'' Will helped her sit down, ''Not just you, also Abigail.'' Y/N noticed that now Will was looking at her eyes, the colour of his eyes were strange because the iris was predominately blue, however she noticed that he had patches of light brown around the pupil and at the edges of the iris. ''The colour of your eyes change depending on the external light. It's beautiful.'' Y/N said admiring them, ''Thank you.''  Jack Crawford cleared his throat, ''Hello Ms. Hobbs, we meet again. How are you feeling?'' young woman rolled her eyes, ''Glad I didn't become a mushroom. Are you here to interrogate me again?'' Jack Cawford understood the sarcasm, ''No, but maybe soon. Good night.'' he left. ''You should go to your home and rest.'' Will said standing up, ''Same goes for you, see you tomorrow Will.'' she was leaving when she heard him, ''What makes you think that we'll see each other?'' Y/N turned to see him, ''You will visit my sister.''

The news reached to Hannibal, he was at his home drinking wine by the fire. He decided to send flowers to Y/N Hobbs because he wanted to be close to the Hobbs sisters whether Abigail knew it was him who called Garrett J Hobbs to tell him that FBI was onto him. While Y/N was at the hospital he found her home address and did a little bit of searching in her apartment, it was clear that she loved flowers, and he found music notes everywhere, ''Is she a singer?'' he wasn't sure.

 He went to his bedroom, the only sound in his dark home was the sound of his expensive shoes. He made a note to remember to send flowers.  Maybe with that kind gesture she will feel close to him and open up about Abigail and her family. He found himself smiling, ''Y/N...'' her name sounded rich and heavy on his tongue.

Fire on Ice

Summary; Tom Hiddleston is a vicious mob boss who is looking for his father’s killer, his reputation is depending on it and he won’t give up until he finds that man, and you my sweet little Y/N is the weirdest and the best thing that happened to him all his life.

Genre; Romance, smut is here, mob, gangs, slow-burn,

Pairings; Tom Hiddleston x F!Reader

Words; 2.163K

Warnings; Female oral receiving, kitchen sex, no protection. 

A/n; Sorry for any typos. Enjoy. Text me if I forgot to tag you. 

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Chapter Seven

After that strange phone call Tom had a hunch, he bet it was the she boss of the clan Queens. What did she mean by meeting him soon? He never liked ambiguity. He sat on the chair, his glass was empty, it was late and you were sleeping. He never wanted to take a bigger step like that in your relationship but he couldn’t stop himself, he took his head into his cold palms, ‘’What have I done?’’

You woke up to the sound of your phone’s alarm, it was 8am and you were a hot mess. Last night’s events made you sour, you huffed and puffed and finally turned off the alarm. Tom left a note for you because he had to leave for work. You smiled at the little heart shape on the piece of paper. You took a quick shower wore a big shirt that you found in his closet and made yourself a breakfast. Since you were bored you decided to look around and admire the rooms. What really shocked you was that you saw  guns in his study room, you were just looking around and found a secret switch, you thought it was for the lights but the small library started to move away and you saw a gun collection on the wall.  You had to take a step back, ‘’What the fuck?’’ you never liked guns. When you heard the front door opening you hit the switch and watch the library closing.

Tom was dealing with a work situation, something came up with the gun trade, ‘’Fucking Yankees!’’ you breathed out when he finally came back home. Before he could see you in his study room you rushed to the kitchen, pretending like you’re eating your breakfast, ‘’Morning love. Didn’t want to wake you up before I left. You seemed..’’ he had a naught grin on his lips, ‘’tired shall I say?’’ he laughed. You smiled,- shyly, you were too scared to ask him about the guns. Were you in danger? You didn’t know what to do. ‘’You want to eat?’’ you asked not looking into his eyes, ‘’No, I ate earlier. Thank you.’’ He drank a tall glass of water, ‘’What’s wrong?’’ Damn it. He knew how to deduce, ‘’Just,’’ in order to buy some time for your answer you put the dished in the washer, ‘’I really hate working at that bar, stressing me out.’’ He came to give you a big hug. He was much taller than you so he backed you up against the kitchen island, you could feel his body radiating warmth. ‘’I know.’’ He said knowingly, ‘’If, if you want I can help you look for jobs. You don’t have to work there.’’ His tone was so welcoming and kind, as he wrapped you in his arms you forgot the guns and the anxiety you were in. He seemed like a normal guy who was working hard for himself. You exhaled deeply, ‘’Thank you but I can’t quit right now. I’m saving some money.’’ You shortly explained, looked up to meet his blue gaze, ‘’If money is the issue than you shouldn2t worry about-‘’ you placed your fingers to shut him up, ‘’Tom, this is my life and I get to choose what to do. My burdens are mine to bear.’’ And you kissed his welcoming lips. You melt into his mouth and became one, single soul. He lifted you up and now you were sitting on the cold surface of the kitchen island, you only had his shirt and nothing else and when his hand slipped under the big shirt and felt your naked skin he moaned. He was having fun exploring your mouth, his one hand was on your neck the other was on your waist. After this heated make out session he pulled away, and kissed your neck, proud to see the bruises he left last night. He pulled the shirt up and threw it somewhere on the kitchen floor. Now you were just sitting there with your hair let loose, naked body which he adored and worshiped last night, his fingers came to trace the dark bruises on your thighs, ‘’I’m sorry I hope I didn’t hurt you darling.’’ He kissed them one by one, ‘’No Tom. You didn’t hurt me.’’ You loved seeing those bruises and hand prints, ‘’Stay like this.’’ He said and pulled away from your body, you pouted your lips, immediately needing his warmth, he pulled a stool to sit between your wide open legs, you didn’t understand at first, ‘’I think I will have some dessert.’’ He pushed your legs wider and thanks to the morning light entering the kitchen he get to see you fully exposed, you felt your face burning.

Your wet cunt was on display for him and only him, and he knew that you would only be like this with him.

He first kissed the inside of your thighs, looking up at you for consent and you simply nodded.

Later used both of his hands to open you up and you moaned, covering your mouth with your hand, Tom reached to pull your hand away. ‘’I will hear you scream my name like a prayer darling.’’ You were shocked at his boldness.

He focused on your wet core, you could feel his hot breath fanning your aching cut, he gave small kisses here and there, later started to give open mouth kisses and biting the lips, you were a moaning mess, no man ever treated you like this. He inserted a finger while sucking your clit, pumping the finger and out, he had no other business meetings so he was free today and until you had to leave for work his plan was to fuck you. Today Tom made a decision, he decided to give in to his temptations because he loved spending time with you and he wanted to get to know you better. He even found himself imagining a future with you, in London. Deep in his heart he felt that you had no bond with his father’s death so he decided to never reveal his true intentions and go with the flow.

Your hands went to his golden locks, pulling his mouth towards your wet core, the wet obscene sounds your cunt made filled the room, you could hear Tom’s moaning and sending vibration to your cunt. You had no time to be ashamed right now, all you felt was pure pleasure he was giving you and you knew it by heart that he was enjoying it, he was enjoying being buried between your thighs. This man was a pussy pleaser and his partner’s needs always come first than his.

He added another finger and started scissoring your walls inside, you screamed his name over and over again like he predicted, his mouth lapping and fingers working to send you over the edge and he managed to make you squirt right on his kitchen island, you tried to push him away screaming but he didn’t let go, he didn’t care if his white dress shirt was covered in your juice –it was a lot by the way-  and he also didn’t care that you made a huge mess, he helped you calm down with his mouth and fingers. You were spent, after you came down from your high you didn’t know what to say you were just shocked that it happened. He get you to squirt.

‘’Tom I-‘’ you wanted to apologies for making a mess but he stopped you with a kiss, you could taste yourself in his mouth and when he pulled away you could see how pleased he was. ‘’That was the most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life.’’ He wasn’t lying and you didn’t doubt him. You wanted to please him too and you reached for his belt, he helped you take it off but before you could reach to pump his cock he flipped you over, now your chest was on the cold kitchen island, he pulled you towards himself a little for a better position and he pushed his hard cock inside you with a single movement. You were still sensitive and your vision got blurry. ‘’F- fuuuuuuuck’’ he whispered, ‘’So tight.’’

He pulled out  completely and pushed back in again, holding you firmly, ‘’You like that? Listen, do you hear the sound your wet pussy makes?’’ his accent was the first thing you were attracted when you met him days ago at your bar and again, his accent could make you come if he tried hard. He was faster than last time, what you didn’t know was that he kept imagining last night while he was at work. He was already hard when he walked in to his hose and seeing you in his shirt made things to him. Sounds of both of your whimpers and curses filled the kitchen, you were holding the edges of the marble kitchen island, knuckles turning pale. ‘’Fuck’ I’m coming.’’ He said holding your throat rather harshly, you didn’t complain. ‘’Cum in me please, Tom ah-‘’ after few sloppy movements he came in your tight, used hole. Feeling his seed in you made you cum again.

The aftercare was amazing. He flipped you back, kissed you lazily and told you to not move, when he came back he had a wet piece of white cloth to clean your cunt and legs, he helped you wear his shirt and carried you back to bed. Since our shift was late at night and Tom’s business meetings were late you guys napped together. He wrapped you in his pale arms and you happily closed your eyes, you fell asleep hearing his calming heartbeat.

Your work was normal, same old same old, however you were wondering where Jack was. It had been days and you didn’t see him anywhere, you hoped that he was healthy and well.

Rest of your night was hectic because there was a stupid match on the TV and the inside was crowded, tips were insane though, when your shift ended you got your things and left the bar, the street was dark and silent. As you were walking and minding your own business someone, a man pulled you by your arm to a dark alley, he covered your hand so that you can’t scream for help. When he pushed you to a wall you could see that it was Jack. ‘’Y/N, don’t scream. I’m here to help.’’ He pulled his hand away, took a step back, you were o shocked that your body froze. ‘’W- WHAT THE FUCK JACK?!’’ you screamed at his face, ‘’I know, I’m sorry but I had to make sure that no one can see us. I don’t have much time. I’m leaving the city and never coming back. You must know that-‘’ he swallowed hard, ‘’you are in great danger.’’ He made no sense, ‘’What do you mean by that? And where are you going?’’

‘’I can’t say too much but, that guy you’re with, he isn’t a good person. Watch your back.’’ Before you could say anything or response –you were still frozen- he disappeared into the night, you had to rest there and calm yourself for few minutes, you had no idea of what was going on but you remembered Tom’s gun collection, and the things Jack said… your phone was ringing and with shaking hands you pulled it out of your bag, Tom was calling. You declined the call and started to walk to the bus station. You had to go home and relax before you can speak to him. How did Jack know that you’re with Tom? What kind of a danger he was talking about?

When you got to home you took a long shower, wore your pjs and laid on your not so comfortable bed, Tom gave you another call, you had to pick it up because he knew you were working late and you didn’t want him to worry and call the police or something.

‘’Hey Tom.’’ Your voice came out cold and tired,

‘’Hello love. Are you home yet?’’ he asked, you could hear some background voice like TV,

‘’Yes, yes I- uh- I’m tired. Can we talk later?’’

‘’Yes sure but before we hang up I have to tell you, there is an event I have to go and I don’t want to go there alone. Would you like to accompany me?’’ he quickly asked, he wanted to ask you this in person but he couldn’t wait.

‘’What kind of an event?’’

‘’It’s a fundraising for unemployed artists, they get to show their paintings and sculptures to the rich society and at the end of the night we can buy or leave a donation. We can talk about the details tomorrow but please consider it. I would hate to go there alone.’’

‘’I will consider it, good night Tom.’’

‘’Night love. Sleep well.’’

Chapter 8

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Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen

Feyd Rautha requests;  feyd rautha x fremen reader! Soulmate situation where feyd has dreams about reader and is UTTERLY OBSESSED:  Oneshot

One Shots: soulmate situation where feyd has dreams about reader and is obssessed: One Two Three

Oneshot: Feyd Rautha reunited with like an aunt figure (or just an older oc/reader), who he's been fascinated by since he was a child.

Oneshot: Reader is a concubine of Paul but ignored most of the time.

Love Thy Enemy (Feyd Rautha xAtreidesReader) ; 

 Summary; Y/N Atreides had always been a stranger to the entire galaxy, her bed wasn’t her bed, her home wasn’t her home due to the fact that she was sent to accompany and be sisters with Irulan. She had limited access to her actual family and over the years they grew distant. She thought she would be like Reverend Mother, alone, yet powerful, and soon she would realize that there was no need of being alone when a wild creature had his eyes on her for a long time.

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Heyy! I absolutely love your writing and mow I finally managed the courage to request something.

Could you maybe write about a dinner party at Hannibals with the typical candidates(Jack, Will etc.) and the reader is Hannibals patient with anxiety of meeting new people and only music can calm them down, and later it could maybe end up with a skip to the future where Hannibal and reader talk about that, while holding their first child, because that is the day they fell in love with each other?

I know an oddly specific request haha but I think that'd be cute!^^ thank you in regards for reading this <3

A/N; Thank you so much for this request, i enjoyed it. Sorry for any typos.

Words; 896

Dr. Hannibal Lecter had been getting ready for his well known and admired dinner party for the last week. It was going to be a grand party where most of the rooms of his château like house would be open for his guests. The number of guests were 20, including you. His patient and recently close friend. Before you, Hannibal had never thought of inviting his patient to his house let alone a lavish dinner party but you charmed your way in. The reason why you were getting treatments from him was because you had anxiety of meeting new people. All your life you thought you were an introvert, you had small circle of friends but the recent years that circle vanished due to the fact that your friends either moved away or got married so you have came to the conclusion that you weren’t introvert, you had severe anxiety whenever you met or introduced to a new person. You heard Doctor Lecter’s reputation a while ago. He was a genius in his field and also in other things, when you realized that you needed to overcome this anxiety you knocked on his door and the rest is history. It was a struggle though, he pushed you to be more public, going out, making a small conversation with the barista or shop assistant… but you were making progress and he figured out that what made you calm was classical music, he made you a playlist on Spotify, your favorite was Hildegard von Bingen.

When Hannibal handed you a small envelope you were sitting on the comfortable armchair in his office, you session had just ended. It was an invitation to his dinner party, you felt honored. He insisted upon it, said it would be a great experiment on your progress.

Here you were in your black dress and high heels, it was a cold Baltimore night so you were wearing your thick coat. As you knocked on the dark wooden door you wanted to run away, you didn’t want to be rude or disappoint him so something made you stand tall. He answered, he had a small smile when he saw you, looking sharp and dangerously handsome in his suit. ‘’It is lovely to see you Y/N.’’ he said warmly, allowing you to step inside. You could hear soft melody coming from a distance, he took your coat, ‘’Thank you Doctor.’’ You managed to say while your gaze lingering on his plump lips which didn’t go unnoticed. ‘’Please.’’ He put his hand on the small of your back and guided you to the grand living room, it was crowded, you could see he invited his colleges because everyone looked important and elite. The melody was low enough to hear one another’s conversations but still it was there and it made you calm. Doctor Lecter didn’t let go of you, even though his touch was gentle yet it was subtle, it sent electricity to your entire body. You didn’t understand what he was doing until he made you walk to a group of men. ‘’Greetings everyone.’’ He, as a dominant man started the conversation. ‘’May I introduce you to my-‘’ he paused for a second, he couldn’t say ‘’patient’’ that would be odd, ‘’dear friend.’’ And then he introduced Jack Crawford, Will Graham and other FBI agents.

It was a strange night for you because you never got triggered, you were completely calm. That night was the beginning of your new life.

Years Later

Hannibal helped you walk into the house, you were tired from your labor however he was managing fine. Supporting you with his one hand and holding your new born with the other. Together you walked into the grand living room, he helped you sat down and relax, ‘’I’ll make some relaxing tea for you darling.’’ He said and before he left he kissed your forehead and whispered ‘’You did great.’’

You picked your new born from the carrier, tiny little creature felt so fragile in your arms. This was your first child and you knew that deep down you and Hannibal would want more. ‘’Hi baby, welcome home.’’ You whispered, the baby was sleeping and you remembered the night it all began…

At that dinner party when everyone left you helped Hannibal and he opened up to you. He said he fancied you and would like to see you as his partner and you gladly accepted, you felt even superior to land such a man like him. And now years later you were holding his child in your arms, Hannibal came back with a silver tray, that’s what you loved about him the most. He did extra things to show his love and he loved putting extra thought into things, the silver tray had 2 porcelain tea cups that looked like they were from Victorian times, he also brought your favorite dessert too. ‘’Thank you my love. You’re so thoughtful.’’ He liked affirmations like these and you weren’t shy to give them to him. ‘’Anything for my Queen.’’ He kissed your hand and sat next to you, poured you a cup. He caught you smiling to yourself, ‘’What is it my love?’’

‘’Remember that dinner party, years ago where you confessed your love for me.’’ He smiled and nodded, ‘’I almost cancelled.’’ Hannibal looked into your beautiful eyes, and together you started laughing.

Can I request a Hannibal x reader fic where she's his wife and one evening Will randomly shows up at their house, while they're talking Will notices she has a bite mark (or whatever) on her shoulder/neck and Hannibal catches him staring?

You choose how it goes from there 😊

Drabble

Warnings; None.

Hannibal x F!Reader

Words; 666

A/N; Hello! Sorry it's short, I don't feel fine lately and it shows lol sorry for any typos, enjoy.

Will Graham’s mind was about to explode, ever since he got a job from Jack Crawford he was too occupied with catching the Chesapeake Ripper. He needed to share his ideas with his new colleague/friend, he haven not decided yet. It was 9 pm and he drove to Hannibal Lecter and Y/N Lecter’s house. On the way he remembered the first time he met her, they were an unusual couple and Will admired that. Y/N is a beautiful woman with innocent eyes and a cunning brain, you never know her true intentions until she reveals them on her terms. Hannibal is like the same way so they are the perfect match, Will thought.

When he ringed the door bell Hannibal answered it after few seconds, ‘’Will?’’ he seemed surprised because it wasn’t Will’s habit to drop by like this. ‘’May I come in?’’ He asked as he walked inside, he seemed stressed so Hannibal closed the door behind him and took his coat, ‘’Honey, we have a guest!’’ Hannibal slightly raised his voice so that his beloved wife could hear him. Y/N Lecter came from the living room to see the guest, ‘’Will, what a lovely surprise.’’ Will had conflicting feelings towards her, one could never tell if she was being nice or cold, those lines were blurred in her personality. ‘’Please join us by the fire,’’ they had a huge fireplace in the living room, ‘’we have wine.’’ And they all walked to the living room. There was a cozy atmosphere, Hannibal and Y/N sat next to each other on the sofa while Will sat on the singular couch, the smell of wine and the warmth radiating from the fireplace gave him a sense of comfort, a comfort in a wolf’s den he thought.

‘’What is it that troubles you my friend? You seem stressed.’’ Hannibal was the first one to speak after the few minutes of silence, Will look at Y/N and Hannibal, he didn’t know whether Y/N knew anything about their new case, ‘’It’s about the new killer.’’ Hannibal understood Will’s hesitation, ‘’Y/N knows everything about my job and outside my job. She knows that I help you and the FBI. You can speak about the Chesapeake Ripper.’’ This gave Will confidence. As he was talking about new evidence and his theories about this murdered Will’s colorful eyes caught something. A bruise on Y/N Lecter’s pretty neck. At first he thought it’s the shadow of the dim lights in the room but when he gave another look he was sure that it was a bruise and a big one, which made him concerned for her safety, could Hannibal hurt a woman? As he was talking and kept giving small glances on her neck Hannibal noticed the situation, he was, as always, quick to notice tiny details in any situation. Should he say something or let it pass? He was proud of his work, he loved to mark his beloved wife and he loved it when other people noticed things like this, they belonged to each other in this life and also in other lives if the reincarnation theory was true. He put his long arm to rest behind Y/N in a protective manner, his eyes never left Will’s shy ones. Will wasn’t a stupid man, he understood primal instincts and how they worked, Hannibal was showing that Y/N belonged to him and him only, and if Will tried to do or say something Hannibal would react to it. Y/N was smiling and enjoying the power she had on two strong and intelligent men. Femininity is a weapon if you know how to use it her mother’s first lesson.

Thank you for reading. :)

I'm sorry but I have another idea for a story😅 please take your time to write it again and if you do it can I maybe be "♡🌸"-anon? I hope you had a really good time the last few days and weeks and that you're healthy! Same for anyone else reading this! Now onto the idea..

Hannibal and reader are already married and reader is a tattoo artist, one day when Hannibal comes home from work he sees reader sitting on the couch and sketching a tattoo, the tattoo is deer antlers(wink wink lol-) with vines around them, when he asks who the tattoo is for reader says that its for him and then they go on and on about why its fitting for Hannibal and he's just listening to her rambling before he stops them and asks if they could do a heart tattoo with the words Mischa, Readers name and the name of their child. (I know Mischa is from Hannibal Rising but I like to think that the movies are all connected to the show so.. yeah that would be amazing <3) Reader would say that they already thought of doing a design like that and they accidently slide the wrong way on the iPad and Hannibal sees a picture that says "Congratulions for a second child!" and idk, the rest is up to you!^^

Sorry that its so long again but its just super cite and yeah.. anyway, a good rest of the day to all of you! I hope all of you are healthy and stay/are safe! And I feel with everyone thats also a bit pissed at the situation with Tik Tok and UMG🥲

-♡🌸

A/N; Girll I haven't been writing Hannibal fics for a long time but here we go. Thank you for the request. xxx

You were preoccupied and didn't even heard the door. Soft yet determined steps approached you from the back and strong arms wrapped around you, you looked up to meet your husband's welcoming gaze, he he seemed tired because his work was consuming his hours more than usual. His hands were cold due to the fact that it was a harsh winter day in Baltimore, ''Hey.'' you said smiling, ''Hello dear.'' his voice softened. ''How long have you been sitting here and designing new drawings my love?''

You were self conscious about your designs before you could respond he added, ''Who is this for?''

His interest was piqued ''Do you like it?'' you asked testing the waters. Hannibal observed the design on the tablet, it was deer antlers with veins around them, ''Yes, I actually like it but you didn't answer my question dear.'' he replied with a questioning look in his maroon eyes, ''Its for you and I'm glad you liked it.''

He seemed confused, ''For me? Why do you think this dsign is suitable for me?'' he genuinely asked. You cleared your throat before speaking, ''In many cultures, the deer is a symbol of spiritual authority. During a deer's life the antlers fall off and grow again and the aniaml is also a symbol of regretion. In Christian imagination, the deer is a symbol of piety, devotion and of God taking care of his children: men.'' you explained, emphasising on the word ''children'' your eyes glowing with passion.

''And you my love,'' you held his hand, ''you are everything and more to us.'' you meant yourself and your daughter Mischa. As if the toddler had sensed that you were talking about her she started crying from her room. ''I'll get her.'' Hannibal said and kissed your temple gently. In moments he came back with Mischa in his arms, he was swaying her gently, ''Cna you also make something,'' he began and caught your attention, you admired the love he held in his eyes for you and your daughter and your hand went to your stomach without realizing, ''Mischa's name in a heart, maybe?'' he suggested, ''I already have.'' he was surprised that you already had thought about it, ''Can I see?''

You showed him the design you had made few weeks ago, ''And I also have other designs maybe you'll like them more.'' you said and moved to the gallery to show more and he made you pause, he held your hand, ''What is it?''

You got a picture of pregnancy test on your latest photos, 'you looked up to meet his gaze, hi clicked on the picture and saw that it was positive, ''Honey are you-'' he began but couldn't finish, ''Yes, yes I'm pregnant!'' you bolted to your feet and hugged your husband and daughter, Hannibal was holding Mischa with one hand and the other hand moved to your neck and kissed you passionately, you let him dominate the kiss. When you parted you were out of breath, ''I'm going to be a father.. again.'' his maroon eyes were glowing with love and warmth for you, Mischa and the new member of the Lecter family.

Hi guys! I’m in Istanbul, traveling. Once I get back I’ll write the requests and other series. Love u all