you take the dark and carve me out a home

Murder Husbands post-Shark Tank.

"There are a number of things he could do now but it's been nearly three years; Hannibal has learned to pick his battles. Will capitulates to almost everything Hannibal wants, sooner or later. But on this front, Hannibal never wins so much as a skirmish."

For the Accidental Sex Challenge prompt #5 “Do you think I look good/hot/provocative in this? Wait is this turning you on???”

"Will has seen enough of Hannibal’s house to know that his sense of aesthetic involves a lot of really bizarre interior decorating choices including Leda and the Swan in his dining room, a geometric nightmare pattern in his foyer, and more antlers than the Beauty and the Beast villain. Will appreciates the aesthetic in the same way he appreciates all crime scenes."

There's a serial killer in Miami and the Feds send Jack Crawford and his dream team down to catch the so-called Bay Harbor Butcher.

Because Will’s life is bullshit, he gets gently kidnapped from the hospital after Hannibal guts him.

It just figured that the first time Julian Bashir set foot on Cardassia after the war, it would be halfway around the world from Elim Garak.

"'True enough', my dear doctor, is my favorite kind of lie."

What it says on the label--written to be set in The Netherlands after A Great and Gruesome Height, but can definitely be read as a standalone.

Will meets him at the door with arms thrown around his neck, face in his throat, and a rumbling hum of greeting. “Welcome home.”

“Indeed.” Hannibal is indulgently amused, maneuvering Will under one arm to lay down the groceries. When his eyes light on the wine bottle, he says, “I see I have some catching up to do.”

In his mind, the fall lasts a small eternity. In reality, it's maybe two seconds.
Will and Hannibal go over the cliff, just like they planned.

Picks up where the finale ends, fills in all the blanks of the last episode, and continues through to their new life as Murder Husbands. My version of a fix-it fic.