#slasher x yn
Hannibal Lecter x Reader
Requested by: @sourdrop
Request:Good morning/evening :) Could I request a Hannibal x reader fic where she is helping him make dinner one night & Hannibal confesses his feelings to her & reader is confused/ kinda shocked because no one has ever expressed any romantic interest in her before & also she’s had a huge crush on him for awhile & then maybe it ends with a sweet kiss tysm
Having dinner at Hannibal’s was something you worked into your daily routine.
It started off with him inviting you to an event of his, then he asked you to come over more and more frequently.
Monthly, weekly and soon almost it turned into a daily thing.
If it wasn’t for your workplace and responsibilities, you probably would have been over every day.
And just as those dinners grew closer, so did you to Dr Lecter.
He was charming, there was no denying that. Even a blind person could see that he was a work of art.
But you didn’t want to get ahead of yourself.
Every time you met someone new, you hoped, they would have some feelings for you. You desperately wanted someone to have as a partner and not just as a friend.
You had enough friends.
But, men worked differently.
They never wanted you, they never saw you more than just a friend or colleague. You were always alone, and each time a little piece in you died.
The piece that craved intimacy. Someone to share time with, someone to go home to and cuddle with.
Maybe that’s why you liked going over to Hannibal’s place.
You made yourself believe that it might be true, that this time might be different, that you finallyfound someone that wants to spend time with you, more than just a friend.
And each and every time you had to remind yourself not to let yourself believe these tales.
In your lifetime it never happened before, ever, so, why would this be any different?
And as time passed, you slowly started to see how silly you were. Each night when you left to go home, you laughed as your hope slithered away.
You smiled as you got into your car and you had to remind yourself that he saw you nothing more than a friend.
And so, you stopped having expectations. You stopped getting your hopes up.
“I was thinking, we should go and see a play, if you’d like.” Hannibal said as he put the dessert in front of you.
Another day, another dinner.
“Oh, I do you know you like opera?”
“I was thinking more of a… romantic play. I hoped you would come with me as a date.” he said with a small smile and you couldn’t help but stare.
Did you hear him correctly?
“A date?” you asked, placing your spoon down.
“Yes, call me bold but I think our chemistry is fantastic and I would like to take you out on a date.” you looked at him, waiting for someone to jump out from behind you, trying to find the hidden camera.
“Are-Are you joking?” you asked with a low voice.
“No, of course not. I would never play such cruel games with you.” he immediately said. “Is it that awful to think I would have such interests in you?”
“Wh-No… Hannibal, no I-I don’t know what to say. I was never…Men usually well, rather often actually, have no interest in me.
“Nonsense.” he chuckled. “They are blind not to see your beauty and intellect. Or possibly they were all blinded by your beauty too afraid to voice it.”
That made you laugh a little.
“I doubt that.”
“No doubt on my end. So, date?”
You smiled at him as he did at you.
“Okay, yes. I’d love to go on a date with you.”
“Wonderful, I’ll make sure that you will enjoy yourself. I will make you forget about al those silly little boys who were too afraid to even look at a stunning woman like you.”
You were sure he will.
Hannibal was a man of his words, you noticed that the moment you met him.
You were all giggly and happy for the upcoming days, waiting for your date, you even bought a new dress.
This was different. This date was very different, you knew that.
And just as he promised and eight in the evening, he appeared wearing a gorgeous suit, with flowers in his hands to whoo you.
He went all out and you couldn’t be happier for his confession.
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▫ 「Painful Heat// Thomas Hewitt x Reader」Summary:Instead of doing his chores, butchering humans, Thomas had made the decision to be selfish for once and do some self pleasure.
A/N- here a little slasher drabble of mine!
Gender: Gender Neutral
Warnings: Masturbation, NSFW, and nasty thoughts
Word Count:236
The Texan heat only made Thomas feel hotter; his pants tightening as arousing images of his S/O came to his mind. His breath quivered as he visualized your naked body lying beneath him, begging for him to touch you—god did that make his cock pulsate even more. He slams the bloody butcher knife against the wooden table and slowly guides his hand down to his cloth member, quickly unbuckling his pants. All he could think as he groped his erection was your melodious and alluring moans as he roughly pounded into you. He releases shakey moan from his parted lips as he gives his cock a slow but eager stroke. He had no clue how his thoughts turned from his work to lewd images of you—was it because of you being a tease earlier? reaching below the dinner table and palming his cloth dick.
He hisses as he caresses his dick faster, visualizing as if it were your wet and gummy walls wrapped around him. Don’t even mention your voice, it was addictive to him. It made him even more aroused.
“That’s it Tommy, right there~”
“Such a good boy~”
“You always know how to make me feel so good, Tommy–Ah~”
With each stroke of his calloused hand, it only brought him closer to his release. His back arches and his hips buck, he then shoots his semen into his hand and onto the floor.
