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emungere

the-exploding-girl asked:

I'm kinda nervous about doing this because I've always been a passive fan and read fic in the shadows, but if it sparks anything, I have a prompt for a story where Hannibal is a tailor and Will somehow gets roped into getting a new suit. Maybe he just went to Hannibal's shop to grab the first thing he saw but then Hannibal persuaded him to order a custom suit and things go from there. If this is interesting to you: awesome! If not: I look forward to reading anything else you write anyway. :)

emungere answered:

<3 thank you and sorry it took me basically eternity to write this! there is no need to be nervous, we are a very nice cannibalistic serial killer fandom, as i’m sure you have discovered by now. :) 

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Taste

Will hadn’t expected the tailor’s shop to look quite so much like a small art gallery. Dark wood floors glowed with a patina of age and care. Drawings covered the neutral walls, each one lit just so. He saw no mirrors, no racks of clothes, not even a bolt of cloth. For a second, he thought he’d walked into the wrong store, but then he saw the tailor and he knew he hadn’t.

The cloth measuring tape draped around his neck would’ve been a clue if Will had needed one. He didn’t. The man wore a suit jacket pieced and pinned together, and the way he was examining his own outstretched arm, or rather the sleeve around it, told Will everything he needed to know.

“You make your own suits too?” Will asked.

Hannibal Lecter turned toward him and bowed slightly from the waist. “Of course. Who else could I trust? Will Graham, I presume?”

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tiggymalvern

I don’t bother much with this kind of AU, I prefer to read about Will and Hannibal as themselves, but this short piece is just gorgeously erotic all through.

fic rec hannibal hannigram short fic