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Happy valentines girl! I hope you're doing okay since you haven't psoted in awhile!🫶🌹

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

Crisis of Lust

Mads Mikkelsen x Female Reader

Warnings; Smut, female oral receving, sexual content. 

 I had this idea with Mads/Hannibal combined: So, the OC (id love If you could name her Ylana again) and Mads are actors in Hannibal and in the series they’re not a couple, but good friends in real life noticing the sexual tension between them. As they spend a nice evening together they found some fun smutty stories by accident where the writer ships Ylana’s character with Mads character (Hannibal x Female Character name) and Mads starts to read out the story loud for fun but soon realising that it’s going to be a smutty one and both of them get turned on, but not daring to make a move so the sexual tension is even higher after reading the story. Anyway... both of them try to work together professionally and the continue to read smutty stories about their characters in private, getting turned on immensely and then you can choose how Mads approaches Ylana to make the stuff written in the smutty stories come true? 😅 I hope this ignites the muse! 

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A/N: Thank you for this request I had fun lol! Sorry for nyt typos. Enjoy!

‘’Cut!’’

Bryan Fuller’s voice was heard by all of the actors and actresses who were on the set, ‘’Thank you for today guys. See you tomorrow.’’ As soon as he said cut Mads looked at you and started to giggle like a 5 year old. He had a habit of making your job difficult by bursting into laughter or tickling you in the middle of a scene, it was as if he wasn’t a 47 year old man, just a naughty child. You never got angry at him though because over these months you guys got closer and closer, you had to spend time together and this allowed you to get comfortable with him and become his friend… deep down you wished you could be more than his friend but you buried those unholy thoughts and feelings and locked them up, you had to be professional and not fuck this up. ‘’Fuck I need to smoke. Care to join me?’’ he asked you casually and you had to suppress your childish noise, ‘’Sure.’’ You left the set and went outside, he had his Hannibal Lecter suit on him, he looked handsome and sophisticated, your clothes were expensive too and walking in those high-heels was painful but you loved the way people looked at you, they saw confidence and a beautiful woman. Not to mention Mads checking you out every once in a while. Mads offered you a cigarette and you gladly took it. He lit yours first, eyes locked on your lips for a second and then he lit his, ‘’Bryan thinks that we have a good chemistry.’’ He said and started to smoke, ‘’I think so too Mads, I’m comfortable when I work with you and others. It’s an amazing TV series and we have amazing fans. They keep sending me fan fiction and fan art.’’ You said feeling your cheeks go red, you read some of those fics and they were sexual, you couldn’t leave your eyes from the bright screen of your laptop yesterday night, some fans have a wild imagination world. ‘’Fan fiction?’’ He asked curious, his maroon eyes searched your face, ‘’Fans write  stories about us and the show, about our characters.’’ He threw his cigarette and stepped on it, a cloud of smoke left his plump lips, ‘’I would like to read those stories. Have you read one?’’ Should you lie or tell him the truth? You had to look up to meet his gaze he was taller than you. ‘’No. I haven’t had time.’’ His eyes felt heavy, you shouldn’t have lied, he didn’t speak for a moment still looking at you directly to see if lied or not and then he gave up. ‘’I’m starving Mads, we can order take-out if you want and eat together.’’ Mads was happy to hear the offer because first of all he liked spending time with you, you made him smile more often and second of all.. he was hungry like a wolf.

You rented a house close to the set, at first you were staying at a hotel because no one was sure if Hannibal TV series was going to continue but later it was established that you will shoot 3 seasons so you rented a small place for yourself. Mads visited you a lot but every time he came to your house you were nervous, didn’t know what to do or to say. He walked in like he owned the place, took off his shoes and jumped on your couch, you went to the kitchen to order the food and bring beers.

As the night went you ate and found yourself reading fan fiction with Mads Mikkelsen. He was sitting next to you on the couch, he was a tall man so he took a lot of space and your arms were touching, not that you complained.

‘’Hannibal Lecter looked at her like a starved man, he didn’t know whether he wanted to kill her or fuck her-‘’

‘’Oops.’’ Mads started to laugh, he was the one who wanted to read them with you and you were both having fun. ‘’Keep reading I wanna know.’’ You encouraged him because he stopped and took a sip from his third beer, he looked unsure to continue he wanted to but he needed the encouragement. ‘’As you wish my lady.’’ He got comfortable on the couch,

‘’She was just standing in his basement, uncovered his deepest and darkest secret and he was unsure of himself for the first time. This woman bewitched him that was his conclusion because he found himself reaching to kiss her. She was trapped between Hannibal and the cold wall of his basement and her heart was racing. Was she scared of this serial killer? Probably, however, the anticipation of this man having feelings for her sent shivers to her entire body.’’

As Mads was reading you finished your cold beer to calm yourself, he looked so into it and it sent unholy ideas to your mind.

Mads had a pillow on his lap to cover his growing bulge and your laugh, heavy breathing didn’t make anything easy for him. He wished he found fan fiction before because this was fun and sexy. He wanted to do what Hannibal was doing to your character right now but he didn’t want to make anything awkward between you two.

‘’His hand slipped under the dress she was wearing, found her lace underwear and felt how wet she was,’’ Mads and you gave a shaky laugh, he cleared his throat and took another sip from his cold beer wondering if you were wet right now. You shifted your legs moments ago so it gave him hope.

‘’When Hannibal removed his two fingers he put them in her mouth and she tasted herself, eyes on his dark ones. ‘’Good girl.’’ Hannibal replied with his rich accent.’’

You had to squeeze your thighs slowly because you felt how wet you were when you moved on your small seat, arms still touching. ‘’Someone has a daddy kink.’’ You said looking at the bright screen of your laptop and didn’t notice the look Mads gave you. He wanted to be the one you call daddy under covers. ‘’Not surprised. Hannibal is a control freak.’’ He added to your comment.

‘’Hannibal touched her wet cunt again but this time he started to move his fingers, ‘’Tell me what you want little girl.’’ His voice was low and dangerous and she could cum right there.’’

‘’This is your part darling.’’ Mads turned to you, when you saw what the character said you swallowed silently,

‘’I want you to fuck me with your fingers daddy, please.’’

You read it

as Mads asked you, and saw a spark of light in his maroon eyes, was he enjoying this as much as you do?

There was a slight pink color on his high cheek bones, lips parted and you could hear his breathing go heavy. To your surprise you heard your phone ring, it was hard to stop looking into his eyes but you managed and answered the call. It was Bryan, he said the plans were changed and you had to go to set earlier than usual. You told Mads about it and he put the laptop on the glass coffee table. ‘’It’s getting late and we should get some sleep, see you tomorrow darling.’’ Before you could say anything he left quickly and you missed the chance to see his huge bulge, he had to take care of it when he returned his home and you had to take a quick shower.

The  Next Day

As soon as you saw Mads in his Hannibal clothes you remembered last night and you felt your pussy throb with need. This man was going to be the end of you, ‘’Morning love.’’ Mads had a habit of calling you love, darling, sweet girl etc. ‘’Morning.’’

As you were filming the scenes together directors and Bryan were keep giving you compliments and telling you how great you both were. It was true you and Mads had a great chemistry on the screen, and you were good friends in real life. Your scenes weren’t intimate  but there was one where Hannibal touched your character’s hand and kissed it gently and you forgot how to breathe for a second. Mads was looking at you with those beautiful eyes, you could still feel the gentle kiss on your hand. He winked at you after the scene came to an end, you took a break and Mads asked you to use your laptop because his phone died and he had no charger, you were talking to Hugh Dancy at that moment so you said yes and brushed him off, Hugh was talking about a scene you shared and how to improve it. Mads didn’t like you attitude, he didn’t like when your attention wasn’t on him. He clenched his sharp jaw and left, you always had your laptop with you so he walked to your trailer, the door was open. He could smell your perfume, it made his mouth water. He found your laptop, his mind went to last night, he didn’t want to stop reading but it got to the point where he almost pinned you down to the couch and make love to you. Before he closed the laptop he noticed something, there was a tab he clicked on it and it lead him to a tumblr blog where there was a fan fiction, ‘’Liar.’’ Deep down he knew you read those stories. It was a sexual one, he couldn’t help but read it, it was about your characters and they were having sex.. a rough sex. Imagining you reading this alone turned him on, he was rock hard. He wanted to know the reason why you lied to him yesterday, he could ask you but that would reveal that he opened that tab and read the fan fic himself too. When Mads heard footsteps he quickly closed the laptop and left your trailer and ran to his. He had to touch himself and take care of hard cock. He wished you were there to help him.

Later that day Mads invited you to his house to read more stories together and you said yes, how could you refuse him? He had you wrapped around his finger and he had no idea.

He opened a bottle of wine for you because he knew that you loved red wine, got himself a can of beer and you opened your laptop, ‘’Let’s find a new one.’’ You looked so innocent while searching and so focused that he just wanted to grab your chin and kiss you but he took a deep breath and let you find a fic. ‘’I read the last one, you should read this.’’ He wanted to hear you say those nasty words and you didn’t complain.

‘’When Hannibal noticed that his office door was unlocked he felt rush of adrenalin. He remembered locking it yesterday night, was it someone he knew or just a break in situation? He carefully walked inside and saw her sitting on his shiny brown desk. She only had her dark red lace lingerie and a red lollipop between those beautiful lips. He closed the door behind him and locked it, ‘’I didn’t think you would be this bold. I must admit I am surprised.’’ He said coming closer to her, her scent filled his nostrils, ‘’I had a steamy dream of you last night Doctor,’’ she licked the lollipop gently, ‘’I haven’t waken up ever since.’’ Hannibal put his work bag on the floor and came to stand right between her open legs.’’ Mads started to shift at his eat, ‘’These fans I swear to God.’’ You smiled, when you were reading it he could feel the words going directly to his manhood. He couldn’t take it anymore. ‘’Why did you lie about not reading any fics about us?’’

You didn’t expect a question liked that, ‘’I didn’t.’’ Mads smirked like the devil himself, ‘’I saw an open tab on your laptop today, it was a smut fic about us. I think,’’ he put the beer can on the coffee table and came close to her, ‘’you read those to touch yourself at night. You imagine me touching you, fucking you into the  mattress like a wild animal. Am I wrong sweet girl?’’

He put the laptop away, ‘’Cat got your tongue?’’ you remembered to speak, ‘’I- yes I read fics about us.’’ His big hand came to caress your flushed cheek. ‘’Do you touch yourself too my love?’’

‘’Yes.’’ You breathed, that was the answer he wanted to hear. He leaned in to kiss your wet lips, your body felt like it was lit by gasoline. Your hands went to his hair and you slowly got comfortable on the couch. He was on top of you now and kissing you like a starved man, he parted his lips, ‘’The thought of you reading those alone at night… I had to touch myself at work love. You were in my mind all day.’’ This honest confession almost made you cry. This time you kissed him, it was passionate, needy and hard. He was between your legs, your hands went to take off his black shirt and he helped you. Seeing his torso, touching it made your pussy throb with excitement. His chest hair was grey, he was much older than you but fuck it right? Who cares.

He decided to stand up and look at you, you were on his couch, legs separated, hair a mess and you were still very much clothed. He knelt and grabbed your legs to make you sit, he was on his knees and he had an idea. He pulled your pants with your wet panties and you took off your blouse, your clothes were somewhere on the floor and you didn’t care. A strand of grey hair fell to his forehead, your kneecaps pressed up hard against his chest, he wanted to eat you out until you screamed his name. The cool air of the house met your hot and slick pussy and you inhaled sharply, he opened you up even wider and you felt exposed, your hands went to cover your flushed face but he held your wrists, ‘’Don’t, please. You are beautiful and I’m honored to be in your presences my goddess. All I want is to serve you tonight.’’ His words felt intimate and honest. You felt safe and loved.

He looked at your exposed part, ‘’You look divine.’’ Hi face was too close to your cunt and you could feel his breathing, he first kissed your inner thighs, eyes locked on you. You felt so soft he could cry, he left few marks on your inner thighs, and suddenly his lips enveloped on your clit. The noise just left your parted lips made him smile, his mouth felt like a fucking furnace, hot and needy, his silver tongue came out to play with your clit and you could hear and feel him hum deeply in his throat. His fingers were holding and brushing your soft thighs, your cunt was swollen already and his sweet tongue was swirling circles around it. Your hips had their own mind, moving in rhythm. He slowly pushed two fingers in you, and your hands went to his thick hair, pulling with passion ‘’Oh- f- fuck!’’

His rough growls turned you even more, he pulled his fingers and pushed them again, creating a rhythm and his mouth was still on you, never stopped licking, kissing. His fingers were pushing in and out over and over again and were panting heavily, ‘’Mads, oh fuck k- keep going.’’

A fire was lit in your abdomen, and you started to beg him to be faster, he was teasing you with his hot mouth and fingers and he was slow but steady. ‘’Please faster Mads faster,’’ he liked the way you beg but kept being steady. He kept licking through your wet folds and finger fucking you. That was  spreading to your body, your breathing was shallow and he still was going steady and it made you cry. You were shedding tears because of how good you were getting fucked by his mouth and fingers. And he stopped, removed his mouth and fingers which left you confused, he raised his two fingers to your mouth, you opened up and liked them and you moaned, never leaving eye contact and Mads felt his hard cock leaking with pre-cum. His fingers went inside you again, wetter this time. Your hips were locked and the soft moans leaving your mouth was driving him crazy but tonight was about you, he wanted to make love to you, give the pleasure you deserve. ‘’I-I- m gonna cum Mads oh I-m coming’’ his mhmmmm sound gave you courage, your hand was locked in his hair, he gave a soft lick on your clit and curled his fingers inside and hit a spot where no man could do it before. You didn’t hold your cry and sob and let your body erupt, your back arched and you saw white lights your legs were uncontrollably shaking and your cunt was flooding itself, you came in a man’s mouth for the first time in your life and Mads Mikkelsen didn’t pull away or looked disgusted, tonight he ruined all the men for you.

He slowly pulled out his fingers and mouth, your grip on his hair got loose, you moaned when he left contact because your cunt was still pulsating and legs were shaking ever so slightly. He kissed you lazily and then left a soft kiss on your forehead, ‘’Good girl.’’

Thank you for reading. :) 

Hi, I've read through your works and I really really like them so I was wondering if you'd be comfortable making me a really self indulgent fic. So I don't know if you making fics involving female Hannibal character × female reader (I really hope you do) but uh, could you make me a one shot fic involving bedelia du maurier × female (masc presenting) reader? (pronouns : she /her)

I kind of have an idea in my mind regarding this, uh basically Hannibal has left bedelia in Italy to go do his shit, and they're no more pretending to be Mr and Mrs fell. And idk, bedelia goes to some sort of a masked ball to get her spirits up, and she meets our reader and they talk and flirt and jsjsjs, idk I'll leave the rest upto you.

— S.

A/N: Thank you for the request i really enjoyed writing it. Xxx

“You look nice!” Y/n heard her roommate say when she saw Y/n. “You think?” She said as she looked at her reflection, she was wearing a nice 3 piece suit with a silver watch on her left wrist and a silver chain on her slender neck. Her short hair sleek back, “Of course, look at yourself! You’re a chick magnet!” She blushed when she heard her friend say, they’ve been roommates for a year and became good friends over the months. Y/n’s friend, Victoria had some connections and now they were going to a ball. It was a masked ball so she choose a black mask which covered half of her face, her mouth and chin could be seen, “Let’s go.” Her friend said and they left their apartment. Her friend drove them to a castle where the masked ball took place. The drive took an hour, it was by the shore, the sea gave a certain type of serenity to the night. The luxurious cars were parked, they were escorted inside by the staff who had black and white suits, they also had masks. It wasn’t Y/n’s usual environment so she felt a bit worried and uneasy but this was a once in a lifetime opportunity so she took few breaths and followed her friend.

“We need a drink, I’ll be back.” Her friend said and left here in the middle of the crowd. She observed her surroundings, large chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, lit candles everywhere, people in masks and beautiful outfits around her, she could feel the magic of the night, “Care for a drink?” She heard a woman’s soft voice and when she turned she saw her. A blonde and slender woman had two drinks in her hands and extending one of them to Y/n. “I would love to.” She replied and took the glass, it was champagne, she toom a sip and looked at her up and down, “Damn.” Y/n said, “Tastes as good as the woman before me.” And earned a chuckle from the mysterious woman, her blue eyes watching Y/n intently. “Bedelia Du Maurier” she extended her hand, “Y/n Y/l/n” she took her hand and instead of a shake Y/n kissed the back of her hand. “Too young to be a gentle woman but at least you have your manners.” Bedelia said sarcastically, “I can show you other things If you wish..” Y/n replied, taking another sip from the drink. “And confident? I’m ona treat tonight.”

Y/n laughed at her comment, Bedelia was her type. Tall, blonde and mature. Her long red dress had a cleavage that cut deep and Y/n’s eyes kept going to there. “Like what you see Y/n?” Her sarcastic and flirty comment made Y/n blush but she took a step towards this beautiful creature, “Yes,” she leaned in to her ear, “I like what I see and when I like what I see I have to get it. One way or another.” And then took a step away to see Bedelia’s expression, even though she had a red mask Y/n could see a smirk. Bedelia held her hand and said “Follow me.” Seductively and without a doubt Y/n followed her to the stairs which led to the basement.

The basement was full of old wine collections, the walls had yellow dim lights, “You come here often?” Y/n joked as Bedelia closed the wooden door behind them and led her inside. “No.” Bedelia replied flatly.

Y/n toom advantage of the silence and gently pushed Bedelia against the wall, Bedelia was between her hands, “I’m here,” with one of her hand she removed Bedelia’s mask and saw a divine creature under it. “A pretty one.” She said and smirked like a know-it-all. Bedelia reached to remove Y/n’s mask and smiled flirtatiously, “Hmm, handsome one.”

Y/n liked the banter between them and leaned in for a kiss.

Thank you for reading. :)

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, mob, gangs, slow-burn,

Pairings; Tom Hiddleston x F!Reader

Words; 2.327K

Warnings; None.

A/N; Sorry for any typos and I’m sorry for the delay but I was on a vacation and I got my first Covid shot, my arm hurts uwu. Enjoy, I hope you guys like it. Text me if I forgot to tag you luv. 

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Chapter Nine

All the air left your lungs, he was your dad who was suppose to be dead. ‘’Dad?’’ you asked not believing. He opened his arms with a sad smile, it was welcoming but you weren’t able to walk towards him, something kept you at your place. His arms fell to his sides, ‘’I suppose you’re right.’’ He said silently, ‘’Why am I here?’’ you managed to ask, head high. ‘’You should rest first, we can talk tomorrow.’’

‘’I demand answers!’’ your voice was icy cold yet a rage was lying underneath. ‘’Help her to her room.’’ Your father said to a man who was standing at the corner of the large room, he walked towards you, he was tall and looked scary, you were tired, all the adrenalin left your body and you were shaking, ‘’We will talk tomorrow.’’ He reassured you with a tight smile, before you decided to follow this man you gave your father a look, wished he knew what you felt and then you left.  

As soon as you were left alone in your new room you locked the door and found your phone, Tom left you missed calls and text messages. You didn’t know what to do, your heart told you to call him and ask him to pick you up but on the other hand you found your dad, alive and wanting to explain everything to you. You had to wait at least for tomorrow, you had to learn everything before you could make a decision about Tom. Leaving him at the parking lot was a cold thing to do, you sat on the queen sized bed holding your phone and it started ringing, it was Tom. You declined the call –wishing you didn’t have to- and turned off your phone. He had to wait and so did you.

The Next Morning

It was early when a woman knocked on your door, she was working here in the house –you guessed- ‘’Breakfast is ready ma’am. Your father expects you to eat with him.’’ You kindly smiled and left the queen sized bed, turned on your phone and sighed deeply, Tom didn’t stop calling you and texting you all night. You left your phone under your pillow.

Your room had a bathroom, everything was shiny and perfect, you couldn’t help but be in awe, at least your dad was rich but you wondered where the money comes from, everything was perfect… too perfect. After taking a quick shower and finding nice clothes you went out, your father was at the back yard of this huge house, reading a newspaper and drinking his coffee, when he saw you walk in he put down the paper and smiled, ‘’Morning honey.’’

‘’And just like that we’re suppose to be cool?’’ you gazed upon the table with four chairs, you didn’t know if he ate like this every day because the table looked like a 5 star hotel’s buffet. ‘’Please, sit.’’ Your father ignored your sarcastic remark, you were hungry and you thought that the food probably not poisoned so you sat, far away from him. ‘’Prove me that you are my dad.’’ You still had doubts, he took a sip from his coffee and pulled out some pictures of him and your mother and the pictures of you when you were a baby. He told you the love story of your mother and him and when it came to him disappearing he stopped, ‘’Oh no, I’m loving the drama dad, keep going.’’ If looks could kill his head would be blown up right now.

‘’I had to leave you two because… if we’re going to talk about this you should know that I had to leave because of your boyfriend’s father. Out of all people in this city you had to be with him Y/N! He is dangerous and should be eliminated.’’ You could see the anger rising in his eyes, ‘’I cannot believe you sent your men or whatever to follow me!’’ you raised your voice, ‘’What do you want from me and my boyfriend?!’’

‘’Y/N, I,’’ he was struggling to express himself, you thought that maybe all his life he never had to express his actions to anyone, not even your mother. ‘’I had to kill his father.’’

You felt like a bucket of ice cold water was poured to your body, your mouth a gap, eyes focused on him.  He averted his gaze, ‘’I killed my best friend. There isn’t a day goes by without me thinking about that cursed moment. Ad now, his son wants revenge, as he should. I’m afraid that he might do something to you when he learns that I killed his father. He doesn’t know it yet.’’

This man just came into your life –rather you were dragged into his- and dropped a bomb at your feet, on top of that you were dating a man whose father was murdered by your biological father. It was too much to handle, ‘’You demanded answers and you received them. Do you really think he came into your life because of fate? You are my daughter you must be clever. He must have learned our connection and came after you.’’

Your body felt numb, there was a buzzing sound in your head, ‘’H- how?’’ you managed to whisper, ‘’He does illegal business like me and he has his men who can find him anything he wants. Now, finish your breakfast, we’re leaving this country.’’ A bomb after another bomb, you had to play smart and get out of here to learn the truth but how? You had no idea of what Tom is capable of when he learns the truth, what if he takes you as a hostage? What if he kills you to send a message to your father? Blood for blood right? Even though these seemed unlikely there must be at least 5% chance that he might go mad and do something harmful, something that cannot be undone. ‘’Where?’’

‘’I’m thinking Europe. What do you say? If you want to visit a country then we can go there.’’ He was talking as if this was a mundane conversation that you two have every day. ‘’I can’t drop everything and flee. I still don’t trust you, I have my job and my friends-‘’ he cut you off with a stern voice, ‘’You work at a bar and your only friend is your roommate. I should have taken you in years ago, no daughter of mine should live in conditions like that.’’ His slender neck was tense, cutting a bacon with a swift motion of his long fingers, he looked like he despised your life. ‘’It’s my life, I get to choose how to live it.’’ It seemed as if he couldn’t hear you, ‘’Your bags are packed last night.’’

The woman who came into your room earlier also came to the back yard with your phone, ‘’That’s my phone!’’

She gave it to your father, ‘’What are you doing?!’’

Your father looked at the screen, ‘’Poor lad,’’ he probably saw the messages and missed calls, ‘’we will be leaving shortly. Finish your breakfast.’’

Your father stood up to leave you alone,

‘’London!’’ you blurted out, he stopped and turned to face you, ‘’I have always wanted to visit London.’’ If he could make plans so could you.

‘’Perfect.’’ He said with a wide smile, ‘’We’re going to London.’’ Not knowing your true intentions.

Tom Hiddleston was a mess, he couldn’t sleep all night and now he was on the floor of his office, his face in his hands. At first he saw you as a job, something to accomplish to find the truth so he thought it would be easy but now that you are gone and he can’t even hear your sweet voice… The maddening silence was enough. He bolted to his feet, when he saw his reflection on the shiny table he cursed at himself, he thought you were just being close friends and now that he realized he is in love with you he promised to find you. He never liked defeat and giving up so his next mission was to call his friend Benedict and tell him what happened, Benedict was good at finding things, including people.

When you arrived at London you were greeted by a grey atmosphere and wind, it was a cold day. You remembered your conversations with Tom, he always talked about London, his home land, as if it’s a paradise but without him this place felt like a cold dungeon. You could only watch what was happening, your father has a private plane, you were served food and drinks in the plane, later you landed and a group of his workers came to pick you up. From what you heard your father bought a house. No I’m sorry mansion for both of you. His illegal job made him a ruthless rich man and the way he treated people was as if they’re just here to serve him, like their entire existence depends on it.

Your father still had your phone so you were trying to remember Tom’s phone number. You never thought remembering few numbers could be this hard and it felt like your life depending on it because honestly your father was a dangerous man and Tom showed you nothing but kindness over the months you were with him. You trusted Tom more than you trusted your biological father and it says a lot.

The mansion your father bought had 6 bedrooms and 8 bathrooms, indoor swimming pool, spa and entertainments room. This was bigger than Tom’s penthouse, bigger than any house you have ever seen. The outside walls were pure white, it had a huge garden with chairs and a barbecue place. You were so tired from the journey that you only observed the house but made no comment, you were in awe,

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=errT-_IvDVg (this is the house)

your bedroom was upstairs, a man brought your bags to your room and left, and then silence. You never thought silence can be so deafening, the windows opened to a balcony, you could see the vast forest’s green. You couldn’t help but fall in love with this place –even though you were here by force- after experiencing the toxic city life in New York this could be healthy for you. You took a shower and laid on your queen sized bed with smooth sheets and pillow, the house was silent and you drifted to sleep, your last thought was Tom and you saw him in your dream.

In the dream he was in a dark room, looking defeated and when you saw him you ran to him. He opened his arms wide, in the dream you felt like you are actually giving him a tight hug. Your happiness didn’t last long because Tom pulled out a knife and stabbed you in the back, you woke up in sweat and your brain was alert, you remembered his phone number and wrote it on a paper. It was 3 at night and you couldn’t go back to sleep, your fingers holding the paper tightly, you left your bed.

It was cold but you walked to your balcony to see the stars, silent yet beautiful night. All the lights were out so you figured everyone in the house, servants and your father were sleeping. Could this be a chance to give your boyfriend Tom a phone call? There was a white table on the corner of the room with notebooks, pens and a telephone. You walked inside and stood still on the center of the room. You tried to listen if there was any sound coming from downstairs but there was none. Your heart beating fast in your rib cage, what if what your father said was true? What if Tom just used you to get to him? There was only one way to find out.

You walked to the table, picked up the receiver. After dialing the numbers and waiting for him to pick up felt like a life time. The phone rang for 3 times and he answered.

‘’Hello?’’

As soon as you heard his deep voice your entire body went numb, you had to hold the edge of the table so that you won’t fall.

‘’Tom?’’ you asked, just wanted to be sure because it felt like a dream. You heard him move when he heard your voice.

‘’Y/N? Is that you? Where are you?!’’ the panic in his voice gave you hope.

‘’Tom, I’m so sorry for leaving you at that parking lot. I should’ve told you, please forgive me.’’ Your voice was shaking.

‘’Are you okay? Did someone do something to you?! Tell me and I’ll kill them all.’’ He was concerned for your safety, another hope.

‘’No, I’m fine. I don’t have much time but I’m in London.’’ You weren’t sure if you should tell him but you couldn’t stop yourself. ‘’My father whom I thought passed away years ago actually is alive and he brought me here. Listen,’’ you stopped for a second, thinking. And then you thought enough is enough, ‘’there are things I can’t say on the phone but please find me.’’ You started to hear footsteps coming to your room, ‘’What are you talking about. Where in London?’’ Tom was furious and he wanted you to give him the exact directions, ‘’I have to go, I love you.’’ And you hang up the phone, jumped to your bed.

Tom found himself saying I love you back to the his phone, you couldn’t hear him but he knew you already know. Now that he learned you were  in London he had no business staying in this pile of shit they call New York. He was coming to get you without knowing that the truth he has been seeking for years will make him question his actions, and his entire goal to finish his assignment.

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Bucky Barnes Fanfiction!

Silent Obsession:

Summary; After he became a civilian Bucky's mind, body and soul was trying to adapt to his new life. He swore to himself that he was going to live the rest of his life alone, until he saw her. His distroted mind and broken soul ached to be with her, to be around her all the time. Could he manage it or ruin it for both of them?

This is the playlist I made for the series;

Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four

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Hi, im 24 😄

When will the 'love thy enemy' be updated??? i love it so much! youre so talented...

Hi! Thank you so much for waiting patiently, I have a hectic work schedule these days, but half of it is finished. I’ll update the story soon. Stay tuned little dove 🤍

Hello there!

Saw that your requests are open, so I thought I'd leave this here. What about a Hannibal x reader who is a lot like Amy Dunne (Gone girl)? Sorta like friends to enemies to lovers vibes.

Like, she is trying to escape the life she once had under a new identity. She wants a second chance ig. However, upon meeting Hannibal, the nosy bastard just can not stop himself from looking into her and only becomes even more intrigued when he notices her lack of well... authenticity?

She feels threatened by Hannibal just as much as she is attracted to him. Does she flee once more? Do they have a confrontation? Does he try coax or manipulate her back into old habits? Do they form some sort of alliance? Ugh if only I had the creativity and the ability to make choices when it comes to these things! (Totally up to you if you want to add fluff, or smut, or angst, btw)

Anyway, thank you :)

A/N: Hi! Thnak you so much for this request, it was interesting to write. Take care. xxx

Warnings: Smut! Unprotected sex! Minors get the f out or else!

Her mind was a dark place when it comes to men, if she avoided them her entire life none of this would have happened. She wouldn’t have to run to a different state and change her entire identity.. she cursed under her breath when she sat on her new couch in her new home. Now she was in Wolf Trap Virginia, it was moderately cold in winters and it was winter, she moved here in the spring. In the spring it was beautiful, she had always loved flowers and plants, sometimes she wished to be a plant and connect to the soil, it would be a lot easier than this. She bought this house with the money she had from her husband, ex husband who supposedly went ‘’missing’’ one day and left her, she had an excuse to start a new life and that she did. She didn’t want any former friends or family members to contact her thus the change came with its glory. New hair, new style of clothing, new house, new environment.

The house she bought was old and that’s why cheaper than others so she still had some money left, the only problem was that she had to renovate it on her own, sometimes she had cable issues or pipes were making noises etc. However, this time her luck was on her side because she met someone. One night a dog came up to her door, it was a cold night and she let the dog in, it had a name tag but no address so she thought the owner would look for it soon and she was right. The owner of the dog was her neighbor Will Graham, their houses weren’t that close but she had seen him at the supermarket or driving. He offered to help her with fixing the pipes etc. and she offered nice chats and warm meals. Over time they started to share information about each other, of course everything she said was false but Will was honest, he was a university teacher in the department of criminology also he was working for the FBI. She had wondered if Will ever saw her husband’s missing case. Their friendship developed and she started to go to his house, it was Christmas when she met him,

 Doctor Hannibal Lecter.

Will invited her for Christmas dinner and said his other friends and colleagues would be there, mostly FBI, at first she hesitated but wouldn’t be fun for them to be in a room with a killer, little did she know that she wasn’t the only killer in the house.

She wore a nice sweater and black pants, she was simple yet pure looking. She didn’t drive to his house but walked, it wasn’t close but it wasn’t far either. Light snow was falling from the sky, she liked snow and Christmas time, Will’s house was decorated nicely, it looked colorful and warm.

She held her breath and knocked on the door, soon Will answered, holding a mug, he looked cute in his brown sweater and his messy hair, ‘’Glad you could make it.’’ He let her in.

One by one Will introduced her to the others, it wasn’t crowded, before Will could speak the man standing before her extended his hand, ‘’Doctor Hannibal Lecter.’’ She shook his hand, ‘’Y/N,  nice to meet you.’’ She said shortly, feeling uncomfortable under his questioning gaze, Will’s boss Jack joked, ‘’Don’t worry Ms, Doctor Lecter loves to carry his psychiatric work to his social gatherings.’’

‘’A Psychiatrist? I must be careful in this room.’’ She thought to herself.

Rest of the night went smoothly, at the dinner table she had a nice chat with others especially Alana Bloom, she made her feel comfortable, however she kept feeling Dr. Lecter’s maroon gaze and every time she looked at him was watching her, he wasn’t shy of eye contact either. Y/N not saying her last name didn’t go unnoticed by him and he captured her under his observation. She looked extra careful, speaking slowly and choosing her words meticulously. Will and others were smart but they didn’t share his twisted mind and intellect.

After dinner people started to have conversations privately and she got a glass of eggnog and standing by the fire place, Will’s dogs sleeping at corners of the house, ‘’I haven’t got your full name Ms?’’ she heard his deep voice, he had a subtle accent underneath, maybe he was running just like her?

‘’Oh?’’ she asked turning to him, ‘’I apologies, its Y/N Y/L/N.’’ she smiled gently but her eyes were dead, he could see, ‘’It rhymes, your parents must have a good sense of humor.’’ He commented, she could understand that he was intrigued by her, he made a mental note to dig into her social media accounts and thanks to his work with the FBI he had access to search for people’s ID.

‘’May I ask,’’ he began wondering, ‘’what is the true nature of your relationship with Will?’’ because Will never mentioned her till tonight. Her eyes were on the flames, ‘’One night, his dog wandered to my door and he came back to take him, we have been friends since then.’’ She turned to him, there was a warmth to her eyes with the memory, Hannibal was sure now that she wasn’t a sociopath. She could feel things, it could come in handy one day.

‘’Such a sweet story. Will is very fond of his strays.’’ He threw a bait to see if she was going to get angry, because his comment had undertones. ‘’Aren’t we all?’’ she replied quickly. She was smart.

After that night she wished she never saw him again but fate had its own story. The very next day she received a note on her porch, it was printed, ‘’Save me a dance, Fondly.’’ As soon as she read it she dropped the note and called Will. Recently there was a killer on the loose, he was targeting young women who live alone. At first the women find the note and then they are kidnapped within few days, later they end up dead. It could be a stupid prank but she had to be sure, Will brought his team to investigate, the people you dined with yesterday evening now were in your living room questioning you. How odd.

‘’Can you tell us everything Ms Y/L/N?’’ Jack Crawford asked with his professional voice. She told them everything which wasn’t much, Will was sitting next to her, holding her hand in a friendly manner but it irritated Hannibal for some reason he couldn’t place and it made him more irritated. ‘’She has to leave, immediately.’’ His sudden comment made everyone look at him, ‘’Our killer is moving quickly these days. She should be in a protection program.’’ He was saying this on purpose, because he had a plan. ‘’You know what happened last time.’’ Jack replied calmly and yet she could sense that the last woman was most likely dead now. ‘’Before you can arrange accommodations she could stay with me, no one would suspect a thing.’’ Hannibal’s suggestion made her froze, she turned to Will to say something and Hannibal understood her intention and added quickly, ‘’Will lives too close to Ms Y/L/N, the killer is also a stalker. He knows your friendship with Will.’’ He was making sense which she hated. ‘’Ms Y/L/N, please pack yourself a bag.’’ Jack’s final decision was made and she had no choice. She had to survive.

The journey to Hannibal Lecter’s home was a long one, at first Hannibal explained the case to her and they talked about it for a while and then she fell asleep, in this state Hannibal could examine her face closely, she looked like an angel, so soft and innocent but he knew deep down she had deep secrets and he couldn’t wait to reveal them. He enjoyed this game and he wasn’t going to let go of her anytime soon.

His house made her feel like she shouldn’t touch anything, just sit straight and observe. He had expensive taste when it came to architecture and interior design,  paintings on the dark blue walls, every room had a marble fire place, the carpets felt soft under your feet.

‘’This is your room.’’ He walked her in the guest room, it had a queen sized bed with beige sheets, side tables, a big wardrobe which she didn’t even need because she brought a tiny bag, thankfully the room had bathroom and toilet side, in the bathroom there were various hair masks, face masks, shampoos and scrubs etc. ‘’I called a friend to bring these skincare products, I didn’t know which you usually use so my friend got various types. I hope they will be useful.’’

His gesture made her think about him again, it was nice but was he too enthusiastic?

‘’Thank you Doctor.’’ She replied shortly, ‘’Please, call me Hannibal.’’ He gave her a small smile, ‘’I’ll let you freshen up and dinner will be ready shortly.’’

‘’Its okay you don’t have to-‘’ he cut her short, ‘’Please, you are a guest under my roof, and I love to cook for my guests.’’ And he left without letting her speak, she took a long shower to relax and wore a long t-shirt and leggings, his house warm and she was getting more comfortable. She walked downstairs and Hanniabl’s high senses picked up on her fresh skin, she smelled of vanilla and he liked it very much. ‘’Dinner is ready.’’

He also freshened up, he was in more casual clothes but he still looked sophisticated, ‘’Smells delicious.’’ She commented and watched Hannibal pull up a chair for her, ‘’Tastes delicious too.’’ She could hear him close to her ear as she sat, he smelled manly and dominant. He sat to his place, and they started to eat, dinner was a warm soup ad fish with fresh bread, salad on the side and red wine. The fire place was lit in the dining room they were eating, ‘’Hmm,’’ she hummed when she tasted the fish it was so soft and tasty, ‘’You like it?’’ Hannibal shifted in his seat when he heard her, is dark mind went to imaginary intimate scenes with her… imaginary and yet for a second he craved them to be real. He had to give her credit she was a beautiful woman with a feminine aura, but he could sense that she was hiding things from her past and he had to know.

‘’Yes, Hannibal. Thank you.’’ She smiled kindly to him, ‘’How long do I have to stay here?’’ she asked curiously, ‘’As you know Jack is the head of the FBI, he has to make sure he finds a safe and secluded place for you and then I will help you move there. But these processes take time, a lot of paper work so you will be here for a while. I hope you will like it.’’ He explained, testing the waters.

‘’I like your home, especially the interior design, I love paintings, I often visit museums actually.’’ And the conversation of fine art and literature started. She was a well read woman which he admired and liked very much, they exchanged ideas about famous novels and later he played some music for her, he could play harpsichord and he played Vivaldi’s Winter. She sat near to him by the fire with a glass of red wine in her palm, it was delicious, she liked the atmosphere he provided.

The days have passed and made them grow close to each other, with time she started to cook dinner for him when he came from work, she started to clean the house, organize and help him host when he needed. She wondered why Jack still couldn’t find a safe house for her when in fact he kept sending houses to Hannibal via e-mail and Hannibal found excuses and declined on behalf of her, she had no idea about this. It had been a months since she moved in with him, in the mean time the killer didn’t kill no woman, he was silent and she prayed for him to be like that for a while.

One day Hannibal forgot to bring his laptop with him to his work, he left in a hurry because it was related to another case, he kissed her cheek, said goodbye and left, it became their custom. They were growing close but neither of them took a huge step, after he left she tidied around and was looking for a recipe and noticed that his laptop was open and he forgot so she went on Youtube, soon there was an email notification and she hesitated for a moment and then clicked on it. It was from Jack Crawford, sending him yet another safe house and she could feel her heart drop to her feet, she read all of the emails between them and Hannibal declining all of the houses Jack sent. Suddenly she felt trapped by a man.. again. That was the reason she had to killer ex husband and flee. He was an abusive man with drugs and often abused her and cheated on her, one day she had enough, she didn’t remember how she did it but when it was done her husband was on the floor with 50 stab wounds, she kept him in the freezer for a week, didn’t know what to do with him, she cleaned the entire home, burnt every piece of clothing that had blood and she melted the knife she had used, after contemplating for a week she burnt his finger tips and took off his teeth, just in case if his body parts were found she didn’t want any identification to be found.  Some of his parts were rotting under soil and some were deep in a lake or river, she survived and she was going to survive again.

She closed the email tab, and started to cook, she had a plan but so did Hannibal.

Hannibal had already learnt her past, one night after drinking few glasses of strong wine she told him where she was born and said she was divorced and that’s all he needed to know. Thanks to his connection to the FBI it wasn’t so hard to find her old ID. Yes, she was married once despite her young age, the husband was missing and she left their state and travelled all the way to start a new life. He knew that she was the one who made him go ‘’missing’’ and he found himself getting excited. Usually people get caught in their first kill because it is always a sloppy job but she managed to live and make every detail disappear from the public eye. He was just waiting for the right time to expose that he already knew. Tonight was the night.

He came back from work a bit late but as soon as he opened the door his nostrils picked up the delicious scent coming from the kitchen, since it was two of them most of the time they started to eat in the kitchen by the tall window looking outside and chatting about their day.

He walked to the kitchen and there she was, she was wearing a long black dress, covering her entire body but her curves were crystal clear, she was an astonishing woman and Hannibal was the one who could witness it. He was glad she killed her husband because he wanted her all to himself.

‘’Welcome back love.’’ She said and smiled, ‘’You go ahead and freshen up and then we can eat together.’’ He wasn’t an idiot, he picked up on her coldness, she was colder than usual. ‘’See you in a bit.’’ Hannibal replied and went upstairs, as usual he freshened up, didn’t forget to hide a small knife under his sleeve and came back to the kitchen, she smiled but it didn’t reach to her beautiful ears, he sat carefully on the kitchen stool, she brought the food, ‘’How was your day?’’ she asked casually, Hannibal’s eyes first roamed on her body, the white apron wrapped her body tight and made her body look pleasing, she looked much healthier than before, he did a great job taking care of her and so did she. Hannibal’s friends, especially Will and Jack kept mentioning how much Hannibal changed, there was a color to his face and his manners were warmer than before.

They chatted for a while, and then he watched her place her fork and knife on the empty plate, she drank her wine, ‘’I don’t want to beat around the bush anymore,’’ she began and Hannibal knew something was about to happen, ‘’you left your laptop and I saw the emails Jack kept sending you. You were declining his safe house offers for me.’’ Her bluntness made him more attracted.

‘’Give me a good reason.’’ Her voice was daring, he knew if he cannot give a good reason she is going to do something.

He could feel the cold blade in his sleeve, ‘’I simply do not see those houses fit. My house is the safest for you.’’

She stood up, ‘’You think you can put me in a cage!’’ her voice was threatening, ‘’I was trapped before and I’ll not be trapped again!’’

He knew she was traumatized by her marriage and she didn’t want to relive it, he could see it.

‘’That wasn’t my intention,’’ he stood up as well, there was space between them, she took off her apron and threw it on the floor, ‘’I’m leaving.’’ And as soon as she turned he grabbed her hand and made her clash onto his torso, ‘’You are not going anywhere darling.’’ He was so calm it made her question if he was human or not. ‘’Let go of me Hannibal!’’ she managed to get out of his grasp but this time he held her waist and pulled her again, he hugged her from behind, ‘’You cannot leave!’’ she could feel the blade and with a swift move she got the knife, it was sharp so it cut her finger, immediate blood running down her finger and coating her hand in crimson, ‘’Get back!’’ she tried to stab him but the knife was slippery in her hand, ‘’You cut yourself.’’ His voice was so soft and caring, tears running down her cheeks ‘’Please,’’ she begged, ‘’I can’t do it again..’’ she couldn’t help the tears, she couldn’t relive her past.

Hannibal was quick, he trapped her between his body and the kitchen island, he threw the knife on the floor, ‘’Listen to me Y/N.’’  their bodies were pressed, they were breathing heavily, ‘’I won’t do anything to hurt you,’’ she searched his maroon eyes, under the yellow warm lights she could see his dilated pupils, like a man who was drugged, ‘’I am not the man you think I am, I will never do anything to hurt you.’’ He was holding her firmly on both arms, ‘’I did everything for you!’’

She was trying hard to find a lie, or something suspicious in his eyes, but he was telling the truth.

She found herself hugging him, it had been so long since she hugged someone, maybe… maybe this could be it. He was startled at first but then he hugged her back, as they parted he captured her lips, he had wanted to do that for so long. The kiss was so passionate it knocked the breath out of her, his lips were plump and delicious, he was perfect.

As they were kissing their hands were exploring their bodies, his torso and arms were so firm and manly his hands went to the skirts of her dress, pulling up, she let him. Her hands went to his belt and he helped her, Hannibal had to be honest, he had been imagining this scene for weeks, he wanted to be at the comfort of his bed but both of them couldn’t wait that long for they were desperate.

He was biting her lips, moaning like a mad man, when her hand went to is boxers and she felt how hard he was and she moaned into his mouth which made him get more exited, she pumped him through his boxers, Hannibal wasn’t like this usually but something in her brought his dark animalistic side to the light and he felt like himself, without faking to fit in with the society. She was eager to pull his pants and bowers down and he quickly pulled everything down, she broke the kiss to look at his large cock, it was just as she expected, large and clean, his tip was covered in pre-cum, she looked up to meet his eyes, she could see the hunger and need, Hannibal made her sit on the kitchen island and positioned himself between her legs, he brought her black panties to the side, when he started to tease her with his tip she was a moaning mess, ‘’Hannibal..’’ she moaned in protest, it had been so long since she had slept with anyone.

He looked at her divine face, cheeks flushed, mouth parted, ‘’Do you want me?’’ he asked with a low baritone, ‘’Yes, please.’’ She replied eagerly and he slowly pushed his cock in her soaking core, Hannibal almost came with the contact because she was so tight it was unbelievable.

The blood on her hand dried but left marks on his clothes, neck, cheeks, he deeply buried himself and moaned in satisfaction, she was gripping him tight, he pulled back completely and pushed again and started a rhythm. His balls were slapping her, wet noises filling the kitchen, ‘’Kiss me.’’ She begged and he complied willingly, he was like a wild animal, she could feel his cock tearing her insides, when he grabbed her boob tightly they both felt the wetness growing inside her, even though they were fully clothed they didn’t care. He let his tip hit her insides fiercely and she had to break the kiss to moan loudly, he was hitting the spot which his ex husband could never do, this was something she was experiencing for the first time and her eyes rolled back, her head falling back and Hannibal buried his head to the crook of her neck, he kissed her neck, biting her and leaving bruises. ‘’Hannibal…’’ she moaned his name over and over again.

She was getting tense which Hannibal noticed and he soothed her, ‘’Shhh, let go, don’t be afraid..’’ he knew she was holding back and with his encouraging words she came in gush of water, it was her first time squirting and it was intense, Hannibal caressed her face, her hair and let her live it, experience it for the first time, he pulled out and didn’t mind the mess she made, matter of fact it was hot and he wanted to continue fucking her and leave her seed in her, would she allow it? He wanted to try.

When she relaxed a bit he pushed back in, he wasn’t done with her, and now she was more sensitive, the tiny voices she was making pushed him over the edge and he came inside her really hard, he was a moaning mess and she loved it, she kissed her as he came, when they were done she kissed her gently, he was still buried deep, ‘’It’s okay.’’ She said, noticing the worry in his eyes, he kissed her back, Hannibal knew that after tonight he wasn’t going to let her ago.

She was his.

Thank you for reading. :)

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.

Thank you so much for liking my story! Love you all :)))

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.

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