Not meant to stay up for long.

Fuzzy with wine and good food, Will wanted to share something with Hannibal, something good from his younger day. A hazy, half-remembered game they used to play, bright in his memory like faded sunshine. It doesn't end the way he was expecting. PROMPT: Hannigram similar moment to Sherlock and John drunk playing the headbands game with Hannibal having a trashy TV show celeb to guess

Hannibal and Will celebrate their first Christmas together as a couple. Warning for canon typical violence.

This is a fanfiction about Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham, Will wants to tell Hannibal how he feels about him, but he is too afraid to say it. But one night he gets a chance to tell him.. I'll try to post a new chapter tomorrow!

When Sir William Graham attends a masquerade ball held in his honor for catching a dangerous killer, he meets a strange man in a stag mask, and a boring evening becomes more exciting. Masquerade AU

L'évolution de Will n'avait pas échappé à Hannibal. Où quand celui-ci frémit en analysant mentalement la nouvelle conscience qui s'épanouissait devant lui. Three Shot, Saison 2.

A short fluffy fic with Domestic!MurderHusbands. Late night moments in the dark with Will and Hannibal. Will contemplates life and stares at Hannibal. Hannibal is a smug little cannibal without even having to say anything.

A smart and compassionate young college student with a high EQ, Valerie is friends with Hannibal for almost half a year now. She's the only 'normal' person he likes. Although they're years apart and rather different, they have a bit in common. Both enjoy good food, composing music, and analyzing others. Will Hannibal ever reveal who he is to her? What if she finds out on her own?

In light of Hannibal Lecter's unprecedented escape from his confinement, Frederick and Will's fragile little world is violently shaken. They knew they were walking a precarious tightrope. It was only a matter of time before they lost their balance. (Sequel to "The Sound of the Rising Sun")

A taste of domesticity. Hannibal sings in the shower, Will finds this to be a curious thing and checks it out. After or before the fall, it can be read as either.

Una recopilación de momentos Hannigram en época de navidad según la temática del día.

Will sees an attractive stranger across the line in his favorite cafe. The man sees Will, it is all in his design.

If you are going to eat with the devil, you must have a long spoon. Warning for canon typical violence.

Will Graham is a 16 year old with an abusive, alcoholic father. Living with an empathy disorder he cannot control, the things he feels are overwhelming, leading him to take his anger out on himself, and those around him. Hannibal is a 36 year old world renowned psychiatrist. He runs into Will one day and takes an immediate disliking to him. He starts a new game.

Dr. Hannibal Lecter discusses his philosophy of his cannibalism and monsters with the reader.

Secuela de Finalmente. Y ahí estaba Will. Una sábana le cubría desde la espalda baja en un intento de pudor que fracasaba escandalosamente, pues delineaba las curvas de ese par de glúteos firmes, sus piernas y lo demás. El doctor erguido sobre un codo se aproximó al cuerpo desnudo de su némesis. ¿Némesis? Sí, Némesis. Era una forma de decirlo.

Enquanto Will estivesse vivo, Hannibal se sentiria conectado a ele. E essa conexão iria lentamente envenenar Hannibal de dentro para fora, iria lentamente contaminar a tudo se ele não colocasse um ponto final nisso. Isso nunca teria acontecido se ele tivesse matado e comido Will quando ele teve chance. / Se passa durante Dolce / Hannibal's POV / Introspecção

:: To properly do penance, one must express contrition for one's sins... And perform acts to repair the damage caused by those transgressions. It is only when those acts are complete that the slate can truly be wiped clean... And amnesty gives way to a new beginning ::

An AU where Hannibal is a clumsy psychiatrist and Will doesn't need to be saved. Based off an amazing tumblr post. Hannibal is still a slight weirdo that smells people and owns ridiculously expensive things, and Will still has a million dogs and dresses like a fisherman. Engineer Will, same old Hannibal without the murder stuff... maybe.

Suite Bergamasques', L. 75, he believes. : Part 1 in a series of drabbles for a future story :

Will's life is hard but his birthday party doesn't have to be.

Hannibal y Will disfrutan de una noche de ópera en Florencia. (Situado después de los sucesos de 3x13 "The Wrath of the Lamb")

Advertencia: Hannigrahm. Will abrió los ojos y supo que no estaba muerto, lo cual le resultó curioso, tomando en cuenta la caída desde aquel precipicio.

Il voulait qu'il ne pense plus qu'à lui. Il voulait qu'il ne voit que lui. Il voulait qu'il se lève, vive pour lui. Cela a bien marché. Trop bien marché. Et le piège s'est retourné contre lui, si bien qu'il est devenu la muse qui faisait naître les plus folles métaphores dans son esprit. Fin de la saison 2, Os.

Ils sont tombés ensemble. Will se relève tout seul. Comment diable est-il sensé vivre maintenant? Hannigram/One Shot