Five years after the fall, Will and Hannibal record, in a series of tapes, how they survived and what they've done with their lives since. They've just adopted a baby girl (named, predictably, Abigail), and they want to tell her the happy part of their story before anyone tries to tell her the bad. The good is this: They survived, fell in love, stayed together. The hapless pair has been living in Russia, working as government assassins. It's the perfect job for men of their tastes, and as long as they get the job done, they're able to live as they please. Follow the story of our favorite couple in the years following The Great Red Dragon.

"It's the first word Hannibal hears Will speak, and it's intoxicating." OR: Will Graham is a psychic with a penchant for finding serial killers, and Hannibal takes a shine to him. And, obviously, Jack Crawford is kind of an asshole. Eventual Murder Family.

Will is having trouble sleeping and Hannibal as a coping mechanism to maybe help ;) This idea was made with the help of my besties. Ignore the mistakes pls. NSFW

Moments from season three under different circumstances; key events will be altered and added to, tweaked into something much more pleasing for the fans of Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter & Alana Bloom/Margot Verger.

A few oneshots centred around our beloved murder husbands.

Different Hannigram short stories

this is wattpad how good can it be based on nbcs hannibal series, both nsfw and fluff, please be 18+ to read

Will has a wet dream about Hannibal and tells him the next day in therapy.

He was so ashamed of himself, of his body. Angry tears filled with embarrassment started to roll down his cheeks when he felt the obscene way his pants stuck to his butt and thighs as he moved. To his horror, he must have said some of this aloud because a few seconds later Hannibal began to speak while he did his belt buckle. "Don't ever be ashamed of yourself or your body, Will. What your body is doing is a beautiful thing. A natural cycle of life." He said in a firm tone. Will felt a sob clawing at his throat so he clenched his jaw closed and held his breath to prevent it. He nodded, not knowing what else to do. Hannibal had no idea that he dealt with this four times a year. They'd never talked about anything heat related during their sessions, not yet anyways.