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Will wonders what constitutes good prey, and answers his own question—a high risk, a good chase, a hard kill. Tangentially he asks, “What’s the longest something’s survived you?”

Hannibal says, “Never through the night.”

In for a penny, in for a pound by XCuteAsHale “The mission is simple, we need someone to go undercover and get into Lecter’s crew. We need you to find an in and work yourself up the ladder. We’ve received information that there’s a war coming in between Lecter and the Bratva, and I don’t think I have to tell you that if that happens there’s no containing all the casualties that will be the result, do I?” – When special agent Jack Crawford says jump, all Will Graham can do is ask how high. When he says “go infiltrate the Lithuanian mob without proper mission perimeter, or a proper way into the family”, well, all Will Graham can do is try and keep his head above water.

Calm Waters by Anna_Jay Hannibal takes in a malnourished merman as his new pet and sets out to help him recover.

Pi’s Lullaby by t_pock  Hannibal smells her first. Nearly buried beneath the pungency of the cheap colognes mounted on a nearby display case is something totally incongruous: the sticky-sweet dough scent of the cinnamon pretzels sold down on the mall’s first level. He parts the suits with both hands, hangers squeaking on the bar, and looks down at the young girl squatting on the floor in the middle of the rack. Or, Will loses his daughter at the mall. Hannibal returns her to him.

One, two, three by Severus_divides_into_H Will imagined his death in numerous ways, numerous times. Being chosen as a tribute opened a road of new possibilities, some more horrifying than the others.He doesn’t want to be torn to pieces like Randall Tier’s prey. He doesn’t want to be burned like Francis Dolarhyde prefers to kill. But most of all he doesn’t want to be caught by Hannibal Lecter, a career tribute with a penchant for eating his victims alive. Too bad Hannibal seems fixated on him.

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Hannibal (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Characters: Beverly Katz, Alana Bloom, Jack Crawford, Brian Zeller, Jimmy Price, Will Graham's Dogs, The Stag (Hannibal) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Season One Divergence, Will Figures It Out, Hannibal invites Will to things, Hannibal gives Will things, Hannibal chases Will through the woods Series: Part 1 of Beasts of the Earth According to Their Kinds Summary:

Will wonders what constitutes good prey, and answers his own question—a high risk, a good chase, a hard kill. Tangentially he asks, “What’s the longest something’s survived you?”

Hannibal says, “Never through the night.”

i haven’t read everything out there and i’m only including WIP’s here, so if you’re an amazing writer please don’t feel excluded. either you wrote an amazing standalone or I just haven’t gotten to you, yet. 

i was going to reply with a huge list of my fave hannigram fan fiction stories, but that’s taking too long anon so abbreviated right-now-reading version:

wwhiskeyandbloodd aka whiskeyandspite & drinkbloodlikewine (suntosirius)

Eremite (gorgeous fanart by skullfricked)

Perhaps he will draw a crowd, small though it may be. Money is money, and small change guarantees at least a coffee in the morning, which is enough fuel for his broken mind to function at its peak capacity - after everything. And if he’s lucky, very lucky, he might have enough for a cheap drink before he sleeps.

Will doesn’t let himself remember what having a good day used to mean. It doesn’t do to dwell on unrealities.

Will Graham is homeless in Florence, making money reading people who pass by. Set post Red Dragon verse.

Latibule

“Tell me,” he says again, “if you have ever looked into the face of another, and seen evil incarnate.”

His throat clicks when he swallows, and Will inclines his head, diverting his gaze.

“I have.”

“Not like this,” Mason insists.

Set during the Inquisition in Germany. Descriptions of graphic historical torture, be warned.

Patpong

Through the red light district, shined shoes find familiar thoroughfares, between buildings here, down a sidestreet there, until the genders of those on display blend as the neon against the ill-lit sky, a static grey neither light nor dark. And past those indiscernables, who call to him and beckon, to the bent road Soi Pratuchai. It is strangely appropriate that this portion of Patpong is curved - indeed, few enough in it could be called straight.

Hannibal is a lone predator hunting in the deep bowels of a very corrupt city. Will just wants to be found.

PLEASE READ ALL THE TAGS AND NOTES BEFORE YOU BEGIN!!! This fic contains some very sensitive material.

Provenance

Will blinks, slow. He glances to either side of himself, past exposed brick and reclaimed wooden floors, past steel fittings holding up tables marked ‘no laptops’ with carefully calligraphed signs and the wiry bulbs burning dim in light fixtures above. He looks at the young man behind him, who doesn’t notice past his phone and his earbuds, and finally Will turns back to the barista.

Baristo?

Coffee-monger?

Fuck it.

“Just coffee,” Will repeats again, slower.

A delightful AU about a rare book dealer, an owner of a high-end coffee shop, and murder. This does involve Hannibal Lecter, after all.

anything Midnighters because I’ve never read better Spacedogs

“Why the fuck are you here?”

Adam frowns, expression one of almost childish displeasure. “Because you need help with computers,” he repeats. “Security systems. They all speak the same language, Nigel, it doesn’t matter what the system is, I can talk to it. Can you talk to it?” Nigel starts to answer, perhaps just a profanity to fill the air and return the room to a semblance of its former displeased normalcy, but the kid interrupts him. “No, otherwise you wouldn’t need me to do that for you.”

Nigel does not need another man on his team for this heist. He doesn’t fucking need one. And he certainly doesn’t need Adam fucking Raki, but there he fucking is.

everything they write is excellent and unassailable.

emungere

I finished Taken for Rubies not too long ago, which was amazing. 

Will invites Hannibal over for dinner. Hannibal brings him wine and flowers. A dissection of their pasts and the slow convergence of their domestic lives.

I am eagerly awaiting her new Ladders fic. Apparently Will gets kidnapped by someone who is not Hannibal and this is so unacceptable. 

9_of_clubs & quedarius

my first acknowledged fandom was Harry Potter and somehow BF’s world lends itself so well to crossovers with JK’s world.

Year Two (HP Hannigram AU)

There are some things you can’t share without ending up liking each other.—Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone

Hannibal considers the idea of friendship, Will deals with a bully, and the two of them discover they could be terribly dangerous together. This is part of a multi-fic series.

becks

Versimilitude

this one made me cry…for Hannibal. 

Will Graham can’t believe it when they tell him Hannibal Lecter’s dead.

Good. He shouldn’t.

(Or: An experimental lobotomy and its unanticipated aftermath.)

t_pock

i LOVE her feral!Hannibal/Will sfm. She uses the prey/predator dynamic so well, without diminishing the integrity of a character (integrity meaning infrastructure not moral certitude or something). 

Kissing the Fang

Will gets sick and discovers he can’t keep Hannibal’s secret anymore.

companion piece to Wolf and I  

Will wonders what constitutes good prey, and answers his own question—a high risk, a good chase, a hard kill. Tangentially he asks, “What’s the longest something’s survived you?”

Hannibal says, “Never through the night.”

Or, Will encounters a creepy stray and discovers the truth about Hannibal.

Therru

Abigail is alive in this story and Murder Husbands w/Child is still a work in progress. another less cruel world, I suppose, or less cruel for Abigail at any rate.

Fate & Circumstance

It’s no one’s fault. Hannibal and Abigail plan to make people suffer for it anyway.

Summary:

Will experiences a little animal release.