"Imagines of your favorite ships."

Will Graham is just an Omega who wants to be left alone. All his life he's been fighting his biology, trying to stay normal amid the natural instincts within him that rage, clawing at their cages. A wall against the world has been built based on confusion and anger, but what happens when he meets an Alpha that challenges his beliefs? Hannibal Lecter is an amazing cook, accomplished psychiatrist, eats human flesh from time to time, and smells divine. "The tragedy is not to die but to be wasted." - Hannibal (This fic can also be found on An Archive of Our Own and fanfiction.net) WARNING: Triggers, non-con, violence, sexuality