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Strawberry Jello

(a/b/o - verse / explicit)

by TigerPrawn on AO3

Summary:

Will is a cop, shot in the line of duty. Hannibal is his surgeon. This would be the perfect set up for romance if they didn’t happen to both be Alphas…

Fait:

For our grand finale, enter an amazing fic by @tigerprawndsc​!

Title: Princes Pairing: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Based On: Swan Lake/Kings Summary:  Reluctant Prince Will must take the throne his father gained by conquering the kingdom, little does he know that the true heir still lingers out on the lake. A Hannigram retelling of Matthew Bourne's Swan Lake, drawing heavily on influences from NBC's Kings Link to Fic: AO3 and Twitter

call it something like aching, call it something like bliss by redbottomshoes (pensee) Spider-like, his fingertips skate over skin to pause at Hannibal’s jaw as he rights himself, leaning up for a kiss. His hand settles on the little bit of chub beneath Hannibal’s chin, and a little shiver passes through him, his toes curling happily in the smooth white sand beneath. “I think it’s time for lunch,” he says, voice a harsh croak, and Hannibal smiles against the corner of his mouth. “It’s not food you’re hungry for,” he observes, hand wandering low to Will’s ass, and Will sighs into his shoulder, smiles, “No.” Hannibal and Will are vacationing to attend a wedding, and it just devolves into Daddy kink and summer lovin’ from there.

Trope: Fake Date (Hannigram AU) by TigerPrawn Will's possible promotion is relying on his superiors thinking better of him. One way to do that is to take his omega to the upcoming cocktail party. Only problem is, he doesn't have one, having to rely on one sent by an agency. He wasn't quite expecting Doctor Hannibal Lecter. For SummertimeSlick prompt: Favourite Trope

Nodus Tollens by whiskeyandspite  “Who are you?”  “W-Will Graham.” Will tells him, eyes still wide in disbelief, hand still pressed trembling to his bleeding face.  The name elicits nothing in Hannibal, he doesn’t relax, he doesn’t sigh, no wrinkles form at the corners of his eyes, soft enough to kiss.  Nothing.  “You don’t know me,” Will murmurs, fear and realization culminating in a dizzying peak. After the fall, Hannibal doesn't remember.

Song of the May Queen by OneHandedBooks Hannibal/Midsommar AU Will and his friends visit an isolated pagan people called the Hårga during their very special Midsummer festival. Hannibal is a favored son of the community and he welcomes Will in particular, suggesting he might stay and call it home. The Midsummer festival features ritual sex and death and hallucinogenic drugs. Will is the last one standing at the end of a demanding maypole dance and he is crowned the May Queen. He wields a terrible power in this role, sentencing his unworthy boyfriend to a gruesome death as part of the Hårga's sacrifice to their pagan gods. Following this harrowing ceremony, he goes looking for the man who welcomed him in.

For the ABO Big Bang by @hannigram-a-b-o-library this year I had the extreme pleasure of teaming up with our beloved @desperatelyseekingcannibals, who has created something truly special for my story... and which will be posted on May 26th!!!

For now.... here is a little snippet of my fic, something... delicious to wet your appetite..... :))

It’s a bit of a PWP but with a plot... by Will. So to speak^^. Just as he can weaponize his empathy if he so chooses, he can weaponize something else as well...

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Hannibal shrugs, his antlered shadow wavering, looking slightly peevish for just a moment. “We are conjoined, Will. I know you, just as you know me. And I…”, he hesitates, a brittle grin on his lips for just a moment, “hoped.“

Excitement and irritation shiver through Will, mixing with want. “And so you thought you’d help me with the nesting instinct… of course.” He pinches the bridge of his nose, the scent of their mixing pheromones already enough to make the pool of heat in his guts burn brightly. He shakes his head. “Honestly, at this rate we won’t make the ‘a few days still’ anyways.” He swallows, pushing bravery forward, tinged with resolution. “Let’s just enjoy ourselves.”

He locks his gaze with Hannibal and steps forward, stopping a foot away from him, hesitating. And then he licks his lips and crawls onto the bed, allowing the instinct to arrange his limbs, carefully presenting. A rush of pheromones reaches him with a whispered “Oh, Will…”, triggering his body to clench, heartbeat speeding up. The bed dips and Will tries to relax, the disjoint experiences of heat-behaviorisms and not-heat-thoughts dipping everything into surreal. Hannibal’s hands stroke gently along his flanks, the skin burning where he touches. And then Will feels his tongue, dipping in, lips gliding, mouth sucking, taking his thought.  He keens and drops his head fully down, letting himself fall into the feeling, his hands clenched into the pillow beneath his chest. Hannibal eats him out for long minutes, drawing moans and small cries, the air in the small room saturating with pheromones. Slick starts running down Will’s thighs, mixing with the growls that are smothered into him. He starts rocking at some point, Hannibal following the movement, encouraging it. Pleasure races up his spine, tipping his moans into a desperate pitch, Hannibal moaning low in his throat and Will tenses, preparing and then there are fingers, pressing harshly just beneath the head and Will roars in frustration, body drenched in sweat, shaking.

(more to come!!)

Hope you like.... Read more on May 26th :)) 

~ For my darling smut goblins ~

HanniShark

The Fisherman and the Beast from the Sea - ByJoveWhatASpend, Pragnificent (PragmaticHominid) Explicit

The Lonesome Lighthouse - hattukissa Explicit

Wave Length - Kristylee Explicit

HanniStag

35/3500 Fic Fest - The Hannistag Fics! - berlynn_wohl Explicit

Champs de Tournesol - Belladonna_Q Mature

Something Like Warmth - clicktrack_heart Explicit

Tu es à moi - Belladonna_Q Explicit

Hannibal Wendigo

Antlers & Claws - jonnimir Explicit

A Quiet Sense of Power - Belladonna_Q Explicit

Beautiful Monsters - TigerPrawn Explicit

Behold the Lamb - PossessiveNoun Mature

How Large the Teeth - empathalitis, timeandteacups Explicit

Imagine My Surprise - Kristylee Explicit

In the ink black night i come - peacefrog Explicit

Mate - Watermelonsmellinfellon Explicit Rape/Non-con

Midnight Visions Burn - DarkDreamsOfHannigram Explicit Non-con

Never Cage A Predator - Ghostwriter98 Explicit

Never the Hunter - pan_ismyhomeboy Explicit

Pánas tou Thanátou - RageSloth Explicit

Sustenance - SleepsWithCoyotes Explicit

The Shape of Murder - sonderland Explicit

Triplets - HotMolasses Explicit

Work Boots - napandasandwich Explicit

Miscellaneous Monsters/Demons/Tentacles

A Craving for the Monsters - mresundance Explicit Tentacles

And A Child Shall Lead Them - shoegazerx, slashyrogue Explicit Demon Hannibal

All I Need Is A Stream - toffeecape Explicit Selkie Will

A Siren's curse - orphan_account Explicit

Choke - jonnimir Explicit Tentacles, Non-con

Fish Tank - orphan_account Explicit Mermaids

Marble Heart - shoegazerx, slashyrogue Explicit Gargoyle Hannibal

Mating part 2 Fish Tank - orphan_account Explicit Mermaids

Who's a Good Boy? - Willsblackstag Explicit Non-con Selkie/Delkie

Spacedogs

Hoofprints in the Snow - vulcanplomeeksoup Explicit

We kick off Reel Hannibal 2019 with this amazing fic by TigerPrawn!

Title: The Real Husbands of Sarmatia Pairing: Galahad/Tristan Based On: The Real Housewives Of .... Summary:  Previously on The Real Husbands of Sarmartia:  Galahad, 29 “Tristan?” Galahad makes a point of rolling his eyes for the camera. “I mean, okay, he’s good at his job. I’ll give him that. But why does he spend the whole day in those short shorts? Okay, so it gets hot around here. But then why doesn’t he get a haircut if it’s so hot? Well, I guess it is hot and he’s out by the pool… getting wet. With the pool water.”Galahad’s phone bleeps. “Wait…” He frowns at his phone. “What the fuck is goat yoga?”::Close up of goats bleating:: Link to Fic: AO3 and Twitter

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