Love Thy Enemy

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This idea came to me when I woke up first thing this morning.

Mistletoe

Hi! Do you still take requests? I recently fall I the hole of the Hannibal fandom and I would love a Holiday fic with Hannibal x reader, Will x reader or maybe both when they kiss under the mistletoe.  @lzzygeekk​

A/N: Thank you for requesting this. Sorry for any typos. Enjoy! ;)

Hannibal x Female Reader

Warnings: None.

It was the Christmas holiday and Hannibal Lecter threw a dinner party for his close friends which included Jack, Alana, Will and Y/N. Y/N was new to the group, a shy girl with a big heart and beautiful eyes, thought Hannibal when he first saw her. Over the weeks Y/N became a close friend to all of them, she was always there and love to help people around her and Hannibal noticed how giving she was. Since he was psychiatrist he could see that her behavior comes from childhood traumas and he knew he could use her. His intention at first was to use her, however after spending time with her and talking to her, he saw how smart she was and he respect that.

‘’I’ve never eaten something like this before, it’s lovely Hannibal. Thank you for inviting me.’’ Y/N said, they were sitting and enjoying the great meals Hannibal prepared for them, he smiled proudly. ‘’Did you had any help?’’ She asked, Jack chuckled, ‘’When Doctor Lecter cooks for friends he never gets help. Am I wrong Hannibal?’’

Hannibal turned to Y/N who was sitting close to him, he could smell her fresh cologne, her evening dress was dark red and velvet, she looked elegant and sophisticated. ‘’Jack is right. I love cooking for people that I’m close with.’’ He didn’t use the word ‘’friend’’ because he had plans for Y/N.

She saw Hannibal giving her a subtle wink and felt the heat rush to her cheeks, she liked Hannibal but she knew he was a busy man who only loved his work. She felt the sadness wash her body, she focused on eating and listening the conversation, it was mostly work related, there was a new serial killer in town and they were trying to catch him.

After the dinner Y/N helped Hannibal in the kitchen, others were in the living room enjoying the soft classical music and the heat coming from the fireplace. ‘’Thank you again Hannibal.’’ She said while putting the dishes into the dishwasher, ‘’You are one of us now Y/N, and I enjoy your company. I would love to spend time with you more.’’ She almost dropped the plate she was holding, ‘’I- I would love that too.’’

They left the kitchen, there was a huge Christmas tree, it looked shiny and Y/N loved it. Y/N was sipping her red wine, standing close to the tree and Hannibal decided to go talk to her.

‘’How does the wine taste? You like it?’’ He asked, he loved to serve his guests, so far had no complaints (if you don’t count the dead ones of course), ‘’Delicious. Smells divine.’’ She replied, she could see the Christmas lights shining in his dark brown eyes, ‘’I2m glad you enjoyed it, I should thank you for coming here tonight. I thought you might hesitate and turn down my invitation.’’ He was being honest, he wanted to spend Christmas with people especially with Y/N because he never liked being alone during holidays, it made him remember old traumas where they are safely locked in his mind palace.

‘’Oh my God! You guys are under the mistletoe right now!’’ Alana said to them, Y/N looked up to see and Alana was right. ‘’I suppose we should follow the tradition?’’ Hannibal asked, a sudden chill went through her. She wanted to that for weeks and it was happening, ‘’I suppose we should.’’ And he placed a hand on her waist to close the gap between their bodies, they both closed their eyes and she let him kiss her. It was a short kiss, a small touch which made her eager for more, she felt his puffy lips on hers and the time stopped. For a second -which seemed eternity- it was just two of them standing. When he pulled away he looked at her deeply, they heard applause and cheers which made her giggle like a little girl.

Hannibal’s plan for them was working, he was purposefully hanged that mistletoe so that he could kiss her. Will Graham knew all about it, he was a good observant and he was just smiling, he was happy for them.

When Hannibal saw how red her cheeks were he knew she had feelings for her, and it gave him hope to start a relationship.

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Stoppp, I love ur fanfic 'Love they enemy' sooo much 💗. I was waiting for someone to write a soft feyd that loved the reader since they were kids, thank you for writing this masterpiece 🙏, the true definition of art fr 💕. Your sooo talented and I love the fact that u included flashbacks when they were kids. 💝

Hi! Thank you so much. I love writing and i’ll continue to write so stay tuned 🥰 xxx

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Heyyy! I am so sorry I could't reply cus I was very busy. Thank you so much, just as other years I am still single lol. I'll be posting more don't worry. love youu xxx

Coffee Shop

Summary; As a university student in London you were just trying to get to know the city, the beautiful places etc. and a certain gentleman caught your eye.

Warnings; None.

Words; 489

A/N; Hi guys! Today is my first b-day without my dad, that's why i wanted to write and get my mind off of depressive thoughts lol. Hope you enjoy this chapter, let me know what you think. Sorry for any tyops. Text me if i forgot to tag you.

Are you guys going to London Comicon to meet Tom? I've checked the price and its too expensive, even though i love the dude i'm gonna pass, i can't even afford to live lol *cries in poor*

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Chapter Three

Day Three

Your bank account begged you to stay at home but you couldn't help the temptation of a certain coffee shop and the smell of freshly brewed coffee. You quickly took your bag with your things in it and left your apartment building. You took the tube to go to that shop. If we were to look at on the bright side... you finished your assignmnet yesterday and sent it to your prof before any of your class mates did.

When you arrived you walked in, it was cold outside again, as soon as you walked in you saw that blue eyed gentleman on his regular spot, Jessie was serving him tea. The sound of the bell on the door caught his attention, he saw you walk in, you thought you saw him smile, without giving a second thought you went to your spot. You could feel his gaze burning your body but you kept your cool. You cursed yourself for not wearing anything fashionable, you had a oversized hoodie, grey pants and white shoes.

When you looked up you saw him talking to Jessie, she was smiling dumbly, you wondered what's the topic of their conversation. You just rolled your eyes and waited for her to come to your table but she didn't even look at you, just ignored you completely and went to the kitchen of the coffee shop. ''That's odd.''

Few moments later Jessie came with earl grey tea and a slice of a cake. ''But I didn't order these.'' You began to protest, must be someone else's order, you saw the light blush on Jessie's cheeks. ''Courtesy of that gentleman over there.'' she pointed the blue eyed man, your mouth was a gap, you have never experienced a gesture like that before. ''Close your mouth sweety, it looks unattractive.''

You looked at the man with wide eyes, saw a cocky smile on his place face and he raised his hand to wave at you, you waved back.

You immediately texted your bff, unfortunately he lives in America so there is the time difference. You wished you could see his face when he recieves your text.

You took a bite from your free cake and it tasted so damn good, -maybe because its free- the earl grey tea washed the cake down your throat gently. You didn't know how to thank the blue eyed gentleman, when you looked up to face him, he had the same cocky smile, you pointed the cake and made a okay sign, his smile grew wide.

Later you tried to focus on your new assignment, you were struggling because his presence - even though he sits few tables away from you- could be sensed from anywhere. He noticed you, acknowledged your being and on top of that, he sent you these delicious things.

When you mustered up the courage to get up and thank him properly he was already gone.

Chapter 4

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Dangerous Game

Hannibal X Female Reader

Genre: Romance, slow burn, sexual content.

Warnings; SMUT! +18

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 13

Hannibal woke up early as usual, pale sun light were filling the room, Y/N's back was pressed to his chest, they were naked. Her body was warm and inviting, he watched her sleep, she looked peacefull. Her Y/H/C hair was spread on his navy blue pillow,

''Divine.'' 

was his first thought,he touched her hair softly, trying not to wake her up.

''Soft.''

He placed a kiss on her shoulder, a wicked thought crossed his mind. He kissed her jaw, kissed the purple bruises on her neck and felt proud. He moved the silk sheet slowly, her naked boobs were his next target. He toyed with them, pinched the erect tips and heard her moan. And then he took one of the them into his wet mout, licked and sucked like an ice cream, she moved under him but was still asleep, he tortured the other one as well and then moved to her belly, left soft kisses as he was touching her boobs. 

He could feel himself getting hard but he wanted to focus on her first, please her, hear her moans. He came to her inner thighs, kissed them and gave them good bites which will turn red soon. Her hands started to move, her glistening heat drove him crazy. He slipped his wet tongue to her entrance, he was giving small licks and kisses and biting her clit and his actions didn't go unnoticed she was moving her hips towards his hungry mouth, her lips were parted and she was enjoying herself but what shocked Hannibal was she was still asleep, ''Maybe she thinks it's a wet dream.'' and it made his member twitch. His lips were working wonders, the wet sound was filling his ears, he was holidng her thighs with a tight grip to lock her. Her hands went to his hair, he smiled. He knew she was close so he flicked his tongue over her entrance mercilessly and soon she came into his mouth, her eyes were wide open and she gasped. Hannibal looked at her from between her thighs, ''Morning love.''

She had a lazy smile on her lips, ''Morning baby.''

''Ready for round two?'' Hannibal asked shamelessly, she could see the thin layer of her arousal on his lips and chin, ''Come here.'' she said and Hannibal kissed her steamy. She could taste herself in his hot tongue, it turned her on. As she pulled back to look at him in the eye she found herself wondering about something... 

''What is it love?'' Hannibal could see she had something in her mind. Her cheeks got red with the thought, ''Can I be on top daddy?'' 

She could literally see his pupils go wider than usual, ''You wanna make daddy feel good?'' he asked and sucked her earlobe, ''Yeah, please.'' 

he laid on his back and she climbed him like climbing a tree. He placed his hands on her thighs, caressing gently, she teased him by grinding on his cock first, his head fell back to his pillow, ''Baby girl stop. Take it like a good girl yeah?'' she chuckled and he could swear it was the naughtiest thing he had ever heard. 

She decided that it was enough so she slowly sank down and took him fully, she waited for few seconds to adjust to his size because she was still sour from last night, later she started to move slowly, Hannibal wanted to just push her back into the mattress and pound her hard like an animal but that could wait. 

She got faster with the little help of Hannibal and now they were cursing, sweating ''That's it sweetheart, hop on daddy's cock like a good girl you are. You feel so thight baby.'' He knew she liked praises and it made her walls got thighter, she moaned her name several times and he couldn't take it anymore. Hannibal pushed her into the mattress, guided her legs on to his shoulders and it gave him the perfect angle to pound into her faster and harder. Y/N screamed his name in surprise, she was seeing a new side of him and she liked it. The obscene slapping sound filled the empty room, Hannibal first was hesitant and he read her face like a book, she was enjoying herself and it relieved him. 

''Daddy-'' She found herself screaming, ''Yeah baby? Does daddy doing a good job fucking you hard? Tell daddy how much you love his cock.'' 

She was a mess, instead of replying she moaned but Hannibal didn't like it so he stopped his movements, burried deep inside of her but not moving, Y/N whined in disapointment. ''Talk to daddy or I won't move.'' He sounded dominant, in control and she felt her heat shudder. ''Yes daddy, I love your cock in me so much please keep going. Pleaseee...''

He liked what he heard so he kept on fucking her hard and fast and soon Y/N came for the second time, she bit her lips, her legs were shaking hard. Hannibal watched this divine creature shaking and begging and blood rushed to his cock, he came. She could feel his cum in her warm and intimate. He collapsed on top of her, trying not to crush her. ''I can do this all day.'' Hannibal said with amusement dripping from his tongue, Y/N giggled like a school girl and blushed, ''What about breakfast?'' 

''Sounds great.''

After Breakfast Hannibal had patients to see so he had to leave, Y/N got dressed and went to see Will Graham, she had to know how he killed her sister or if he killed her. Where they took him was high security mental institute for criminally insane people, he was spending his days in a cell but when he had a visitor he was taken to a bright room. 

''You are not here for chit-chat I know but I need you to listen to me Y/N,'' He started and she didn't say anything so he continued, ''I didn't kill Abigail, I didn't kill all of those people they acuse me of. I only know this, stay away from Hannibal Lecter. He is dangerous, since he is a therapist he can manipulate anyone he lays his eyes on. He is the reason why I'm here.'' 

Y/N was shocked, ''They said you were mental but I didn't think you were this gone. Hannibal loved Abigail like she was his own child, there is no way he could hurt her.'' She crossed her arms in a defensive manner, ''Read Abigail's diary, you will understand. Her stuff was taken by the FBI but Jack will give the diary to you.'' Will sounded insane. She bolted to her feet, ''I'm here to say goodbye Will, I'll see you in hell.'' as she grabbed her coat to leave Will was screaming, ''STAY AWAY FROM HANNIBAL! HE IS DANGEROUS! HE WON'T HESITATE TO KILL YOU!''

Y/N found herself at the doors of Jack Crawford's office, ''This is a waste of time. Will is the murderer...'' she knocked on the door and entered. ''Then why do I have this bitter taste in my mouth?''

''I want my sister's diary, you can keep the rest as evidence.'' She was sitting on the chair and being observed by him. ''Why now?'' Jack asked curious, it had been weeks but now Y/N was demanding the diary. ''I miss her.'' It was the truth and Jack didn't have to know the other reason. ''Wait here.''

The diary was broen and thick, Abigail loved writing so Y/N got her a diary when she was 7 and ever since she was writing her day to day life. Y/N was on a taxi going back to Hannibal's house, she still couldn't believe what happened last night, they slept together but she felt like she was dreaming, she felt comfortable around him but sometimes when he was silent she felt goosebumps on her skin, he had a bold spirit, he knew how to keep his posture confidently. 

''Maybe I feel like this because he is much older than me.''

She paid the driver and walked to the house, Hannibal gave her a spare key before. The first thing she did was reading Abigail's diary to find anything about what Will said to her. She didn't mention her plans to Hannibal because he was protective of her, she read the pages carefully but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. ''Maybe I'll give it a look later.''

She wanted to prepare dinner for them so after taking a shower she went to the kitchen, Everyday Hannibal arrived at the house at 8.pm so she still had time. She decided to make Spaghetti with Lobster Pomodoro and she got to work.

Hannibal closed his eyes with the sudden fresh smell coming from the kitchen, ''Lobster, pasta.. is that parsley?'' he ad a sensetive nose, he hanged his coat, put the keys on the bowl and walked to his kitchen. She was there singing and finishing the dish with the final touch. ''She looks comfortable, like she had been living with me for years.''

''Hey.'' She said without turning to him, she always sensed his presence even without looking. ''I made Spaghetti with Lobster Pomodoro. Hungry?'' Hannibal gave her a hug, ''Yes but not for food.'' he smirked, ''That will happen after the dinner Doctor.'' playfully said. ''Let's eat. White wine?'' Hannibal went to open a cupboard, ''Sure.''

Hannibal talked about how much he missed her and she blushed, ''I missed you too Hannibal.'' but there was something in her, like she was disturbed. ''Anything new?'' He asked sipping his wine, ''Nothing.'' she replied quickly and that was suspicious. He watched her drink her wine, ''Are you sure?''

Y/N rolled her eyes, ''Look don't get mad but I went to see Will.'' Hannibal was always right and sometimes it annoyed him. ''Y/N I told you not to see him, what did he say?'' 

Y/N noticed the change in his behaviour, he looked calm but deep down his hunter switch was turned, it had been a while since he went on a human hunt. ''He accused you of murders, crazy right?'' Y/N asked casually but something was wrong, he was silent. She felt the goosebumps again.

''Yes, crazy.''

That night Hannibal said he had to work so locked himself in his study room but he could hear her steps around the house, he didn't mind and kept on working. Y/N was holding Abigail's diary, there was nothing suspicious, she read it over and over again and then she remembered something, when they were little Y/N told her to write with Invisible UV pen to hide things. ''Where can I find UV light?'' She couldn't just ask Hannibal, ''I'll get it tomorrow.''

Next morning Y/N went outside after breakfast, she said to Hannibal that she needed some female products. She finally found what she was looking for and got back home, Hannibal was gone. She opened the diary and used the light, the she was right Abigail hid things in the diary, she dropped the notebook when she finished reading. Her hands were shaking and she had trouble breathing, Will was right, he was right all along.

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Could you write for Hannibal? Maybe x fem reader who suffers from night terrors. Hannibal is her therapist who offers to watch her through the night for 'medical purposes' (letting her stay at his place) and she wakes up crying for comfort? You can add whatever you like x ty.

A/N: Hi guys! I really like the idea of this request so thank you. I really love writing about Hannibal, I feel like I'm carrying the dead fandom like Sam is carrying Frodo lol ❤️

Warnings: Mention of killing.

‘’Do you think this will work?’’ you asked looking up at his dark eyes,  his hands were in his pockets, he had a small smile, ‘’Haven’t I proven myself as your psychiatrist so many times?’’ he asked and leaned to get your bags, how he wished to be more than your psychiatrist…

‘’Please, come in.’’ he moved away from the front door and let you in. The entire house’s floors were dark wood, the entrance halls had dark red wall paper, you hanged your coat on the hanger and closed the door behind you. He led you upstairs to your new room, It was the opposite of his room, the guest room had a queen sized bed, and its own bathroom, the window looked at his backyard. He placed the bags on the floor near the wardrobe, ‘’I’ll leave you to it. I’ll make us lunch, it is my off day today so I can explain my plan for your condition in full detail.’’ He smiled again and left you alone, he was cheerier than usual which made you startled. You had been seeing Doctor Hannibal Lecter for the past five months, every week. You were suffering from night terrors and thanks to his methods you were healing, however these past few weeks were trying you. One call from your father and you started to had the terrors again. Of course you haven’t mentioned this to him, just said that you have been having trouble of sleeping.

Once you settled you went downstairs to the kitchen, a soft classical music was playing through his small speakers on the wall, he was making sandwiches, humming to the tune. As he turned he saw you, ‘’Oh, there you are. I’m almost done.’’

‘’Need any help?’’ you asked eagerly, he stopped for a second, ‘’You can make coffee for us.’’ Seeing him so domestic was something you had imagined for so many times and now you could experience it first hand, he was so comfortable in his own environment, ‘’Of course.’’

Together you worked in harmony, once you were both finished you sat on the counter by the bar stools, enjoying each others’ company.

‘’So,’’ he began, ‘’My door is the opposite of yours so I can hear you if you have terrors, I’ll immediately come to your aid, be sure of that, however..’’ he paused, making you alert, you already felt like burden. ‘’I want you to be honest with me Y/N,’’ his eyes searching for something on your face. ‘’You didn’t have terrors for a long time. Why recently?’’

He crossed his arms, leaning on the counter. ‘’No reason.’’ You  smiled but it didn’t reach your eyes, ‘’Y/N..’’ he sighed, looking stern, one could see the dominant aura he had, you leaned back, there was no tricking him, he was a psychiatrist after all. ‘’It’s just,’’ you began, took a sip from your coffee, suddenly you had no taste. ‘’My father called few weeks ago.’’

Hannibal knew the situation with you and your father. He was an abuser and he was the reason why your mother died, although the police couldn’t find enough evidence so he didn’t get life in prison but only 10 years.

‘’What did he say?’’ he asked curious, if that man was outside Hannibal would’ve already taken care of him but he was behind bars.

‘’He said that they were going to release him in a few weeks and he wants to see him. I hung up immediately.’’

‘’I understand.’’

Hannibal’s mind was secretly making a plan for your father. His day had already come.

First week went smoothly, no incident happened and they grew closer with each day. Every morning you woke up earlier than him and started breakfast, first day he said you didn’t have to but you said you liked cooking for people that you cared about, after breakfast you sent him off to his work, it became like a ritual, you would walk to the door with him and wave at him as he got into his car, he would honk for one time before he disappears.

Hannibal was at his office, Will came for a visit to talk about a recent case. As they were talking and having a glass of wine Hannibal got a text from you, he unlocked his phone to see it; ‘’Hey, can you get some cheese on your way home? See you soon. ❤’’

Will looked at Hannibal for a second, ‘’Are you smiling at your phone?’’ his question brought Hannibal back to reality, yes he was smiling. ‘’It’s Y/N.’’ he simply replied, Will was his most trusted friend so he knew some things about you but of course he didn’t know that you were currently living with him.

Later, he got some cheese and headed home, before living with her Hannibal never looked forward to go home, now he had a reason.

‘’I’m home.’’ He exclaimed as he walked in, he could hear your voice, yelling over the phone and he cautiously approached to the living room, your back was turned to him and you were shaking. ‘’How dare you contacting me after what you did?! Never call me again or I swear to god I’ll hire a man to kill you!’’ and you hung up, your last sentence piqued his interest and got him excited but he had to think about it later, now you were on the floor shaking. He ran to you, ‘’I’m here sweet heart,’’ he hugged you, smelling his cologne made you somewhat feel safer than usual but you couldn’t control your body, ‘’Shh, I got you.’’

As he hugged you on the floor and kissed your head his mind was already making a plan to kill your father. You had wished for a man to kill him and your wish is granted.

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Hello

Could I request something with Professor Hannibal where reader is a perfectionist (like Nina in Black Swan the idea as inspired by that movie)and she stresses a lot even though she is the best student in class and loves to hear praise from Hannibal. I have a just an overview perhaps you could add something like her essay was really good.

I hope you consider the idea ♥️

A/N: Thank you so much for the request. Sorry for any typos, English isn't my first language. Enjoy.

She was running to the lecture after her pilates class in the morning. She loved being active in this life so she had pilates and yoga lessons in the mornings and then she was running to the college of Baltimore, Maryland. This time she was going to be late because she chatted with one of the trainers as she was getting ready in the locker room. She always brought her clothes with her so after her work out she would take a shower, get dressed more formally. She liked being fashionable and always looking put together, she was a bit perfections which made her life a bit hard at times but she thrived on success.

Her high heeled boots made a strong sound on the corridors of the halls, she was marching to his office.. Professor Hannibal Lecter… today he mailed all of his students saying that he graded the essay they had sent and he would like to have private discussion with them, it wasn’t mandatory because it was close to Christmas time and most of the students wanted to visit families, she wasn’t in good terms with her family so she decided to stay with her roommate. She had rented a place after her first year and thankfully she found a nice roommate who became like a sister to her over the years. It was her 3rd year and she kept getting good grades, until today. The essay she had sent was perfect in her opinion but she got B…

She read the essay over and over again, it was on criminal psychology, more specifically on serial killers.

When she reached to his office’s door she noticed how nervous she was. She took a deep breath and exhaled and then knocked on the door and heard his name, ‘’Come in.’’ his demanding voice was heard. She had never felt like this with any of her professors before…

She walked in, Hannibal knew it was her because none of his students wore high heels,, he could smell her perfume when she waited outside of his door, it drove him crazy. He growled when he smelled her scent, vanilla and something sweet, it made his mouth water. Hannibal Lecter was aware of his animalistic instincts ever since he was a young boy. He knew that he was different from others, he considered himself a higher human, like the German’s Übermensch idea and he knew how to control himself. Like a ballet he had total control of his body but after meeting her…. He had a little bit of difficulty controlling his body and mind at the same time. She entered with a kind smile, which made it hard for him to adjust his pants.

‘’Hello Professor.’’ She greeted him, he stood up to meet her, he didn’t do that to the other students, with two steps he was in front of her, he took the hand she extended and held it in his hands, her hands were cold, the top of her nose was pink, she looked adorable.

‘’Please, come in.’’

She sat on the couch, he closed the door and stood still for a second, he looked at his desk and then the empty spot next to her on the couch and decided to sit next to her. ‘’I knew you would come to talk about your essay.’’ He began, she was taking her coat, she had a long black dress, a golden necklace adorned her neck, her make-up was simple yet elegant.

‘’Can we overlook my essay in detail, because I would like to see the parts where I lost points.’’ He was aware how driven she was, it was a good quality to have but sometimes she burnt herself out.  He brought his laptop to show her the places.

‘’Do not fret Y/N, I know you have been studying very hard and you’ll pass all of your lessons. You’re a smart girl.’’

He loved to give her praises because she blushed red, even though she deserved all of the praises and everything the world had to offer…

‘’Thank you so much prof-‘’ he placed his hand on her knee gently, ‘’Please Y/N, we talked about this before. In private call me Hannibal. I insist.’’ This conversation opened up few months ago and she agreed to it.

‘’Hannibal, thank you so much.. I just want to achieve everything I set my mind to and getting a B made me realize that I should work harder.’’ She confessed, shrugging her shoulders. ‘’You are already doing the hard work Y/N. You’re a strong woman with an amazing mind. I know for a fact that,’’ he patted her knee gently, ‘’you’re going to get whatever you wish and desire.’’

His encouraging words made her heart flutter in hope, hope for a better future and deep down, she would like for him to have  a spot in her future. His maroon eyes were soft whenever he looked at her, he could feel it. There was a connection begging to go deeper, ‘’Thank you so much for your time Hannibal. Next time I’m going to ace the essay.’’ She smiled and got to her feet, she was about to leave when he held her arm, it was firmer than expected. ‘’If you have time,’’ he began his sentence, she turned to him, feeling his hand on her arm made her feel some sort of comfort, ‘’I would love to have you over for dinner. Tonight.’’ This sudden offer made her blush, she was aware of his dinner parties, he was famous for it and he often invited other profs and colleagues. ‘’Yes, I would gladly come.’’ She responded, trying hard to hide her excitement. ‘’Let me close the office and  then we can leave.’’

Hannibal was thrilled, he was going to have her all for himself tonight.

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Hey,

may I request a Hannibal soulmate au one-shot, where he has to touch his soulmate in order to see the world in colour. One day at the FBI headquaters Jack invites an FBI agent and friend from another state, to help with the case. While she‘s walking towards Jack she accidentaly brushes Hannibal and their world explodes in colour? After that he goes all out courting her

A/N Hi! Kept you waiting I knowww but I was going through a shitty break up. He did me dirty and he has to pay. Anyways enjoy! Love you all, im gonna be more consistent i promise.

Y/N got a ticket to Baltimore Maryland in a rush because her long time friend, the head of the FBI’s Maryland branch had requested her insights and expertise on the matter. There was a killer on the loose and he had already taken 3 lives. Jack wasn’t a man who usually would ask for help so if it came to that it means that the situation was getting out of control and it also means that if they can’t solve it soon the citizens of Maryland would protest, it would look bad on the FBI. She was thinking about these things as she was gazing around, she was used to seeing things in black and white, that’s what she was born with anyways so she wasn’t complaining. She had a can drive her to her hotel which FBI provided. After freshening up she decided to get few cups of coffee to make a good impression. There was a possibility that she might spend weeks with them. She remembered a café shop she used to go to so she called another cab and gave the address.

The café was the same which gave her comfort, she ordered 5 cups and as she was waiting she looked around her, couples drinking coffee together and eating dessert, if only she could see them in colors… over the years she had relationships but none of them were her soulmate of course they were nice but just nice nothing more. She was losing hope inside, maybe her soulmate had died before she could meet him, deep down she envied people who were in a soulmate bond, of course she had married friends and she could see that they were sorry for her which made her hate and detest this shoulmate bond, she found it useless and a myth. It had been years she stopped searching and she was having casual hook ups, just to satisfy her needs.  

‘’Thank you.’’ She smiled kindly to the barista and got the cup carrier and left the place, thankfully the driver waited for her to take her to the FBI quarters.

As she entered the building she was greeted by Alana Bloom, she had met Alana years ago and they never lost contact, ‘’I feel sorry to meet in such circumstances Y/N, but I’m glad you’re here.’’ She looked so professional every time Y/N saw her and it amazed her, Alana was a kind of woman who was always put together, professional and formal. Y/N just smiled and nodded at her comment, ‘’Here, I brought coffee.’’ Alana got one of the cups and drank as they got on the elevator, ‘’Hmm delicious.’’ They were making small conversation as the elevator door opened to Jack’s floor. ‘’How is he?’’ Y/N asked before entering the room, ‘’Pissed off.’’ She simply put it, just as Y/N thought. Alana opened the door to Jack’s office, he was placed on his black chair, in a suit. He had his colleagues he had mentioned in the email, Will Graham and Doctor Hannibal Lecter. They both stood up as they saw Elena and Y/N, ‘’Hi guys.’’ She greeted them, ‘’I brought coffee.’’

The one with the glasses she assumed Will huffed, ‘’I needed that.’’ And got his cup, extended one to  Jack, Doctor Lecter was a bit standing far so Y/N approached, ‘’Here you go.’’ She extended the cup, ‘’Thank you so much Ms. Y/L/N, I am Doctor Hannibal Lecter. It is a pleasure finally meeting you in flesh.’’ His smile was small, she noticed how formal he was and how dominant. As he raised his hand to get the cup from her their fingers lightly brushed and with that Y/N noticed the color of his eyes, deep maroon, and his brown suit, her eyes went wide in that moment, she felt something warm on her stomach, how was this possible? She could see colors after years of seeing everything and everyone black and white. That tiny moment felt like it lasted for eternity, they all heard Jack’s cough and turned to him, ‘’Thank you so much for coming Y/N, we appreciate you made time for us. Please take a seat.’’ At Jack’s kind words she was only able to nod and sit next to Doctor Lecter, the man who made her see colors. It was all so strange to her, did he experience the same thing or he could already see because his soulmate was someone else? It wasn’t easy to  read his face because he was good at putting on a mask, especially at work.

Jack Crawford gave everyone some files which consisted of pictures, addresses and analytics of medical examining of the victims. He then went on, explaining the whole situation but Y/N’s mind was somewhere else, this was the first time she couldn’t focus on her job which she loved.

The meeting lasted for 45 minutes, however for Hannibal it felt like a thousand years had past him by, he was startled by the sudden exchange of colors between him and Y/N, he wondered if she also experienced the same thing. During the meeting he had opportunity of observing her up close, thanks to his knowledge of the case he could just ignore Jack and completely deduce this young woman. She was wearing black pants, black high heels and a dark red turtle neck, she had light make up on, her hair was tied in an elegant way, she was sitting straight, her posture was one of the things he had noticed, he was a licensed psychiatrist so he could make a profile when he wanted to. She was definitely an independent woman who had to deal with a lot of things alone and yet she also had a certain femininity to her.

‘’Thank you for your time, you can contact me or any of my staff if you have any questions.’’ Jack’s last words were heard by everyone.

Hannibal Lecter was a man of calculation and then action, somehow he had to figure out if she had the same experience, ‘’Miss Y/N?’’ he found himself call out for her as she was about to leave, ‘’Yes doctor?’’ Y/N wanted to keep it professional, other members turned to them when they say them communicate, ‘’May we speak in private?’’ to his request she only nodded and walked up to him on the corridor, ‘’Tonight I am hosting a dinner party. Maybe Jack had mentioned before, I would love for you to join us.’’

She knew his dinner parties, they were famous. ‘’I would love to.’’ She responded in a calm and kindly manner, ‘’May I have your phone number so that I can send you my home address?’’ he asked, testing the waters. ‘’Of course.’’ And they exchanged numbers, ‘’See you tonight.’’ She smiled and turned to leave, Hannibal found himself watching her leave with a strange feeling hammering on his chest, it felt like a warm liquid.

It was 8.10, most of his guests arrived but his maroon eyes were searching for a particular dove, she reminded him of a pure white dove, elegant yet fragile. ‘’Looking for someone?’’ his fellow colleague Dr. Frederick Chilton snapped Hannibal from his thoughts, ‘’Frederick, thank you for coming.’’ And they started to make small talk when he saw her.

She walked in holding her head high, a tight black dress surrounding her divine body, her red lips made him bit his bottom lip.

‘’Excuse me Frederick.’’ He said without even looking at him and his legs moved to her, ‘’Good evening.’’ He announced himself, ‘’Hello doctor.’’ She smiled warmly and he felt the same thing on his chest again, ‘’Excuse me but I have to say, you look ravishing on that dress.’’ And he saw the pink blush covering her cheeks, ‘’Thank you.’’ She looked at him up and down, noticing his three piece expensive suit. ‘’You don’t look so bad.’’ She replied which earned her a wide smile from him, ‘’Please, join us.’’ He guided her, his hand on the small of her back.

He gracefully introduced her to his colleagues, together they ate and drank, she liked the sparkling conversations she had, she found herself wanting to join more of his dinner parties. She had time to observe him in his home, being a host and she like dhow assertive and dominant he was. He was in control of everything and did it so calmly that she wanted to spend more time with him. Now that she could see the colors, tonight was something special for her not knowing he felt the same way.

When the guests left Y/N found herself being the only one who is sitting next to her and drinking an old wine, having a conversation of art and literature. They didn’t have the same taste because Hannibal loved baroque she admired impressionism but they could see from each others’ point of view. His hand was on her knee as they laughed together and she could feel her stomach turning in an exciting way, ‘’Oh, I do apologies, I wouldn’t want to cross the line.’’ He pulled his hand back but Y/N did something she shocked herself… she held his hand and placed it back on her knee. Hannibal, in that moment he knew that she had the same feelings towards him.

‘’Be careful, once I hold.. I won’t let go.’’ Hannibal said with a dark tone, ‘’What if I don’t want you to let go.’’ She replied back. Looking under her eyes. He smiled wickedly and leaned in to give her a kiss.

Thank you for reading. :)

Dangerous Game

Pairing: Hannibal x Female Reader

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

Warnings: Drug use.

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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.

Sorry for any typos, love u all!!! Text me if I forgot to tag you lol 

Chapter 5

    It was late when Y/N got a call from Abigail's doctor. ''Miss Hobbs, I'm so sorry to inform you that Abigail has escaped from the facility. We hoped she might be with you.'' Y/N was at her house, alone and reading a book. ''No, she isn't here.'' She had an idea, ''I think I know where she is. I will send her back to the facility.'' Y/N dressed quickly and called for a taxi. She was headed to Hannibal Lecter's office. When she knocked on the grey door she run her hands through her wild hair, ''I hope she is here.'' 

Hannibal opened the door as usual, ''Hello Y/N, please come in.'' he looked at her up and down, she had a long black coat and boots, her cheeks were red because of the cold. Y/N walked in and saw Abigail. ''Thank God!'' She hugged her little sister, ''They called me from the hospital, said you escaped. I was so worried.'' Y/N spoke, her tone was smiliar to their mother when she was angry. ''To be more specific, she climbed the walls.'' Hannibal said hands in his pockets, he sat at the edge of his brown study table. ''Why did you come here?'' Y/N asked, ''I'm sure Dr. Lecter is very busy.'' Hannibal and Abigail exchanged looks, ''She came to thank me. Isn't it right Abigail?'' Hannibal said calmly,     ''Y- yes. My next stop was your house but now you're here.'' Abigail said looking like a lost puppy, it made Y/N smile.  ''Honey, can you wait outside? I'll be quick.'' She took her coat, as she was leaving she heard Hannibal say ''No more climbing walls Abigail.'' he said with a paternal tone to his voice.

It was just Y/N and Hannibal now, ''I'm sorry she did this Dr- I mean Hannibal.''             ''She is still struggling to call me by my first name, I should be more friendly.'' he thought. ''I'm glad she came to me, we are becoming friends.'' He said with a small smile, ''That's good, but to me you are trying to be a father figure to her. I know you are one of her guardians, FBI told me.'' he decided to stand up and came closer, ''Guilty. I admit I see myself in her. I hope I didn't cross a line.'' Y/N wasn't sure if she was intimidated by his tall frame and his confidance or was she enjoying it? ''Why do you see yourself in her?'' She asked crossing her arms. ''My parents passed away when I was very young, my uncle Robertos adopted me at age 16.'' He confessed, it was a personal information he was sharing and Y/N noticed that. ''I guess our only common thing is being an orphan.'' Her voice was faint as a whisper but loud enough for Hannibal to hear, ''You and I have a great deal in common, more than you think.'' Hannibal replied. He could smell her newly washed body and hair, it was a both comforting and seductive smell which confused him. ''What makes you say that?'' She got defensive, ''Call it a hunch.'' he replied quickly. For a few seconds all they did was looking at each other's eyes, Y/N was expecting to find something but failed. ''I should take Abigail back, good night.'' She said trying to control her voice, ''Does he know anything about my dark past?'' ''Sleep well Y/N.'' 

The next day, Y/N got a call from Dr. Alana Bloom, she said they had to talk about Abigail and asked Y/N to go to Hannibal's office. Y/N didn't want to go because whenever she was around him she felt something, she didn't know how to describe it but it was like a part of her felt safe, however the other part begged her to run and never come back. She sighed heavily and pulled a grey dress from her closet, the arms were long sleeved and had grey lace work. It had a grey ribbon on the waist, left leg side had a short slit. She grabbed her bag and left her apartment. 

Y/N arrived little earlier than Alana, Hannibal greeted her. ''Please, come in.'' He said with a kind hand gesture and Y/N walked in. ''The universe keeps making us see each other, don't you agree?'' Y/N said looking around. ''I definitely agree. Would you like a glass of red wine?'' He went to his brown cabinet. ''Yes, please.'' She kept on walking, looking at the books. ''Here you go.'' He also poured a glass of red wine for himself, ''It's interesting that you have wine bottles in your work place.'' she smelled the wine which caught Hannibal's attention. ''I cannot resist a glass of red wine. I have realized you smell it before drinking. Most people don't do that.'' Y/N took off her black coat and put it on the dark grey chair. ''I love smelling things before trying them.'' She started to walk again, Hannibal observed her dress and tried to understand what kind of a person she is. ''The dress is casual yet it has lace work and a ribbon. She doesn't try hard to impress but likes small details.'' 

''Did you draw these?'' Y/N asked while holding a white paper, ''Yes, I love drawing portraits.'' Hannibal came close to see, it was a portrait of a naked woman's back. ''Is she your partner?'' She was surprised to see that Hannibal could draw. ''No. I don't have a partner. What about you?'' Y/N put the paper back, ''No.'' it was a short reply. ''I'm shocked to hear a woman as beautiful as you is single. I'm sure men are chasing you.'' He was standing behind her, Y/N turned to see if he was serious, ''He is just being kind.'' Y/N studied his face, his brown eyes were questioning her, waiting her response. ''Tell that to men, I'm sure they have a different opinion.''  They heard Alana's knock on the door. Hannibal offered Alana a tall galss of beer, ''Perhaps it's time Abigail's release from clinical treatment?'' he asked. ''Release where? Back to the wild?'' Alana replied angrily. Clearly she didn't like his proposal. They were sitting on the long grey couch, Y/N was standing. ''Spending each day immersed in tragedy maybe doing more harm than good. She should be out into the world.'' Hannibal tried to convince Alana, ''What do you say Y/N?'' he asked her. ''I don't think she can live on her own, not now.'' Y/N replied, she looked concerned for her sister. ''I am not suggesting abandonment.'' He said calmly, ''Well, I'm not sending my sister outside Hannibal! She needs a stable environment. Maybe later she can live with me.'' she finished her wine in one gulp. ''You are passionate about her health, she is lucky to have a sister like you.'' Alana said smiling. ''Passion is good, gets blood pumping.'' Hannibal said, later he finished his drink, his eyes were on Y/N. 

  Later that day Y/N was at the facility with her sister. They spent some time together, Y/N read to her, talked to her. The sun was slowly faiding when Hannibal Lecter visited them. He came to say that he wanted to take them out of the facility for few hours. ''I don't think I'm allowed to leave.'' Abigail said, Y/N was brushing her sister's brown hair. Hannibal noticed how protective and at the same time soft she can be. ''I've made arrangements, you could say I'm one of your guardians.'' He gave a look at Y/N. ''Where are we going?'' Abigail asked, eyes closed and enjoying soft brushes she is getting from her sister. ''Home. My home, I thought you might enjoy if I cook for you and your sister. I will have you back bed time.'' He sat at the single chair, holding his long coat. ''Can I spend the night at yours or Y/N's place?'' She asked daring to hope, ''I don't like sleeping here.'' Hannibal and Y/N shared a look, she didn't want to upset her sister so she let him speak, ''You have to sleep in your own bed.''                                                                            '

'This isn't my bed.'' Abigail snapped. ''Honey, I know. But please endure it for some time.'' Y/N tried to be positive, ''For how long?!'' Abigail was clearly upset. Y/N got a phone call and had to leave the room. When she returned they stopped speaking which caught her attention. ''Are they hiding something?''

This was the first time Y/N and Abigil went to Hannibal's house. The outside walls had yellowish brick walls and red roof and red window frames. There were small trees on the front garden. ''Welcome to my humble home.'' He announced. Y/N couldn't believe her eyes, ''It's like a museum.'' blurted out. ''Thank you.'' He seemed proud, there were paintings on the dark walls, every piece of furniture seemed like from a different world. ''It looks pretty good.'' Abigail said. They hanged their coats and walked to the kitchen. Hannibal put on a white apron, ''Who cooks with a white apron?'' she thought. He had a red shirt, a black tie and a black sweater. He was peeling a potato, everything he needed was on the grey kitchen counter. His kitchen mostly had the colour grey, there was a door which led to the back garden, at the corner there was a small brown table and two chairs. ''Have you thought about applying for schools?'' He asked to Abigail, ''My dad killed girls at all the schools I applied to.'' Abigail replied, she was standing and watching Hannibal cook like she used to do when their father cooking for them, Y/N wasn't wrong, Hannibal was becoimg a father figure for Abigail. ''Perhaps that can wait then.'' 

      Y/N was listening them while looking around, it was a big kitchen. ''You are not your father's daughter, not anymore. Don't forget that.'' Hannibal said looking at Abigail, she seemed tired. He offered something to make the pain and nightmares go away. ''Have you ever tried psilocybine?'' ''Mushrooms? That's what's in the tea?'' Abigail asked, there was a glass tea kettle on the counter, filled with mushrooms. ''Mushooms bring traumatic events back to the mind.'' Y/N protested, ''She knows her stuff.'' Hannibal was surprised to see a young wise woman. ''Which is why we need to supplement them. Positive associations, no more bad dreams Abigail.'' He looked determined, ''Do you want her to do drugs?!'' young woman asked in shock. ''I want her to do this drug. Of course I need your consent and with my supervision we can make this work. Do you trust me?'' He poured the tea into a white porcelain cup and gave it to Abigail. ''Psilocybine can have positive, even spiritual effects on patients. I want to give your power back.'' Abigail looked at Hannibal and then Y/N, ''You know what, what do we have to lose, try it.'' Y/N approved.

Abigail finished her tea, ''Are you sure about this?'' Y/N asked concerned. ''I used this treatment on my patients befor and it worked.'' Hannibal got back to cooking. ''Do you need help?'' Y/N asked, trying to be kind, they heard Abigail laugh, ''Y/N is a great cook. You are better than mom actually.'' she said smiling at them. Y/N could see that the mushrooms started to work. ''Oh really? An opera singer and also a chef. Miss Hobbs you surprise me every time.'' Hannibal looked amused. Y/N didn't like to brag but she was good at cooking. ''Abigail, when you taste the food compare it to you sister's cooking. I would like to know who is better.'' Hannibal said looking at Y/N while talking which made her blush, ''I will. Or maybe next time you guys sould have a cooking contest. I will be the judge and also Will and Alana and maybe Jack.'' Abigail said, she was talking fast, it made Y/N laugh. ''Honey, why did you say maybe to Jack Crawford?'' Y/N asked. Abigail came to hug her sister, Y/N was slightly taller than her so she put her head on her chest. ''Because he is mean to us. He thinks we are bad girls.'' Y/N played with her sister's hair. ''He is just doing his job, we can't blame him for that.'' 

''I don't feel so good.'' Abigail confessed looking up at Y/N, Hannibal rushed to see. They made her sit on a chair at the corner, ''That feeling will pass. Allow it to wash over you, through you. Let me be your guide.'' He knelt in front of her and so did Y/N. ''Should we lay her down for a while?'' Y/N turned to Hannibal, due to their position they were close. ''Yes. Let's take her to the living room.''         They put her on a long couch and came back to the kitchen, ''You are making breakfast for dinner?'' she saw eggs on bread and sausage on the pan. ''A chef in Spain called Muro, claimed he invented in 19th century. Taste is not only biochemical, it is also psychological. I'm cooking the same dish Abigail and her parents had.'' Y/N didn't know her family's last dish was this, she often tried not to think of them. ''You have different techniques Doctor.''

Later Y/N woke Abigail up and set the table, Hannibal told her to put 4 plates but they were 3. The knock on the door stopped the conversation. ''I will get that.'' Hannibal left, he looked displeased. It was Alana Bloom and she was pissed, they walked straight to the kitchen. Y/N heard little of their talk but obviously Abigail was Alana's patient and Hannibal didn't have any right to take her out without Alana's permission. Y/N left the dining room to see them and maybe calm them, when she was close to the kitchen she heard Hannibal say; ''I gave her a sedative. I only gave her a half valium but she may be a little hazy.'' ''Why is he lying?'' Y/N decided to walk back to the dining room.

''Hello girls!'' Alana greeted them and decided to stay for the dinner, ''Hannibal knew she’ll be the 4th plate. Smart.'' Y/N was sitting on his left side, Abigail and Alana were on his right side. ''Please, enjoy.'' Hannibal said and took a sip from his wine, ''I admit this is delicious.'' Y/N said after taking a bite. ''Thank you Y/N, I would love to try your food next time.'' Y/N wasn't sure if he smiled but it looked like a smile. Abigail started to stare at them, ''What is it Abigail?'' Hannibal asked calmly, her pupils were dilated and she was smiling, ''What do you see?'' he continued calmly.

''I see family.''

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