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Are the riders coming? Through the dark? (part two) by Zigzagwanderer
Fandoms: Hannibal (TV)
09 Apr 2018
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Continues from previous part of the series. Will and Hannibal are living on an island under their pseudonyms of Thom and Eirik Buckley. Thank you to everyone who has read these stories, I am really grateful!xxx
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- Part 15 of Tomorrow was our Golden Age.
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Are the riders coming? Through the dark? (part one) by Zigzagwanderer for AtticusCrete
Fandoms: Hannibal (TV)
07 Apr 2018
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Will and Hannibal are living on their Baltic, archipelagic (no, my friends, I will never tire of that word) home. They are living in their pseudonyms of Thom and Eirik Buckley, but, there are, obviously, issues. Apologies to those not already in the Vakkrehejm 'verse. It is hard to explain all that has gone before. I honestly do not mean to exclude anyone. Because, we're all fannibals-right?xxxxxx Comes before 'Dreams are like Water'.
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- Part 14 of Tomorrow was our Golden Age.
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"Will looked up at him, and, feeling something warm sink inside his gut, thought 'damn him. Damn him to hell.'"
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Уходя дорогой воспоминаний, не забывай возвращаться обратно.
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- Русский
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Will and Hannibal are together in the Sarvia Archipelago, in the chilly Baltic, after surviving the Fall. They have healed, but are still learning how to live, in their pseudonyms of Thomas and Eirik Buckley. This is just fluff really, to offset the angst to come! Comes before 'Dreams are like Water', I would say, in this series. I haven't edited it at all and tried to do 1000 words. So its rough and probably not ready, but its just something I wanted to try out. Let me know what you think!
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- Part 11 of Tomorrow was our Golden Age.
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Just a little thing I thought of last night, I'm pretty sure it's not a very original concept, I'm afraid!!! Comes after the Love Is A Journey, Not A Destination series, after Hannibal and Will have been reunited on their little Baltic island.
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- Part 9 of Tomorrow was our Golden Age.
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Will and Hannibal's first few months together post-Fall.
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- Part 7 of Tomorrow was our Golden Age.
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War of Hearts by a_white_ravenstag (Morghoula)
Fandoms: Hannibal (TV), Hannibal Lecter Series - All Media Types
11 Mar 2018
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Will and Hannibal were destined to emerge from the battlefield together, neither of them the winner or loser, but both equally victorious. They were a zero-sum game, and it was time to cease fire.
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This one-shot explores the power dynamics between Will & Hannibal during their first private moment after the fall. -
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"The thrumming in his chest was of his own individual variety. The heat of hunger that he knew to be growing in Hannibal was now blossoming in himself, leaves dark and damp inside his ribcage. Tonight was to be a feast."
Hannibal and Will survive the fall. They wash ashore a paradise of their own making. Will finally sees Hannibal for what he has always been - the Creator.
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Following on from the Rhymes of Goodbye. Will takes on a new name and journeys towards the rest of his life.
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- Part 2 of Love is a Journey, not a Destination
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After the Fall, Hannibal and Will are hiding and healing in the desert.
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- Part 1 of Love is a Journey, not a Destination
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Les Amants Tueurs sont devenus une réalité. Désormais, à Jack Crawford de les arrêter.
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Уилл и Ганнибал, филосовские разговоры о моральности, природе, красоте, разбавленные сексом на пляже. А также мужское пузико и прекрасные камушки.
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Continuing Will and Hannibal's post-Fall life on their little Baltic island. This is just after 'Dreams are like Water'.
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- Part 2 of Tomorrow was our Golden Age.
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Rude Love by tospeakortodie
Fandoms: Hannibal (TV), Hannibal Lecter Series - All Media Types
18 Feb 2018
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L’Inferno è calato sulla Terra, signori e signore, prestate ben ascolto alle sue grida; su cosa aspettate? Mettete Requiem in D minore di Mozart, che vi faccia da sottofondo!, e gustatevi la rinascita di Orchis sotto le note di questa magnifica composizione!
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Romantic gestures from our post-Fall couple, as they make a life for themselves on their remote Baltic island.
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- Part 1 of Tomorrow was our Golden Age.
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Hannibal and Will have returned to Italy, together this time. But a train trip from Florence to Palermo has made Hannibal strangely pensive. Is it the past he broods over? Future? Will’s curious to find out, but it turns out to be even more than he was expecting.
My piece for FannibalFest Toronto and Hannibal Cre-Ate-Ive's #ThreeOfSwords Valentine's Fest!
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He faltered with the tying of the knot as a thin voice croaked out behind him from the body on the bed, from Hannibal.
“Hello,” he said. So simply, it made Will smile despite himself.
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Hannibal attempts to wash Will clean after the fall.
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- Part 5 of Hannibal Prompt Ficlets
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The killing of the Dragon had felt so brutally clear to Will. In the moment when he pulled the knife free of his own flesh and tore after Dolarhyde as he closed in on Hannibal, Will had never felt more certain of who he was. Of who Hannibal was. And of what they might be together. He could have danced the ensuing bloody frenzy with his eyes closed. The undiluted, brutal fury fizzed in his blood and rang in his bones. Like the clarion trumpet from a watch tower. The long absent master had returned at last, and he was bringing his bride with him.
But as Will and Hannibal held each other at the cliffside, Will could feel the world growing hazy again. Who he thought he should be warred with who he had been only a beautiful moment ago. The blood was beginning to dry, and his skin suddenly felt three sizes too small. The scales in his mind tipped ever so slightly, and in his desperation he tilted them further.
No resistance but the wind.