“you broke me yet i still think of you as the greatest person
and that’s how i know
that i truly do love you”— confirmation – a.m

“you broke me yet i still think of you as the greatest person
and that’s how i know
that i truly do love you”— confirmation – a.m

“Even when i had nothing, i had Bucky”
Art @ me
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So I actually drew a Hannibal x Mahotsukai no Yome crossover. With Wendigo Hannibal as Elias and Young Will (18 years old in my head) as Chise.
There are many details I didn’t add in the end, but I wanted to keep it simple this time because I tend to overwork my drawings till they look too saturated haha.
Will found it hard to get the thought out of his head once it was planted there.
He would be dead in less than a year.
The doctors had finally said those words to his father after his fifth house call in less than a month, coughing up blood with a fatigue that made even blinking his eyes hard. He hadn’t cried when Father told him, just nodded and went to sleep.
After another week in bed he insisted on going back to school, the walk only a mile despite Father’s insistence it was too far.
That was how he got lost and fell into a dream.
The house looked abandoned, with broken windows and nothing that made it seem as if someone lived or belonged inside.
Something made him step forward and once he did the house changed.
The once rotting outside was now black at pitch and shined like nothing he had ever seen before in his short life.
He walked up the stairs and felt like he had the strength of ten men.
Two knocks and the door opened.
A cat answered.
Its meow seemed like words meant only for Will’s ears.
‘Come in.’
So he did.
He came inside and took four more steps only to see something out of a nightmare.
There was a man, not really a man but still very much one, sitting in an armchair reading from a pile of books. He looked up and Will saw the sun shine off his antlers.
The smile he gave Will felt like a promise.
“Hello, Will.”
Heyy this is friggin amazing! Thank you so much, I love the amazing thing you created from my fanart. I love your creation
❤
You’re welcome!
I just added two chapters to my least favorite fic I’ve ever written.
Which is probably a horrible way to preface anything lol.
I’ll Be Your Star (Werewolf x Celestial Spacedogs AU/ Werewolf x Wendigo Hannigram AU): Currently 8,957 of ?
Truly, Madly, Deeply (Hannigram A-B-O au): Currently 27,609 words/9 chapters written of planned 12
Patreon Exclusive- A Ghost Story (Hannigram Teacher/Student AU): Currently 33,965 words/7 chapters of planned 12
Regency Hannigram (Werewolf Will/Murderer Hannibal): Currently 4,059 words
Rules to Break When Romancing A Rake (Spacedogs Regency A-B-O au): 5503 words of ?
Alpha Mart (Hannigram A-B-O au): 6200 of ?
Furry Prince Basic Chickens (Prince Elias/Reporter Adam AU): 3002 words of ?
I get antsy when I haven’t produced content in awhile. I worry I’ll be forgotten. I feel like I have to keep buying my place in fandom with stuff like art and writing. Which makes it hard to produce content because that’s a lot of pressure to put on my creativity muses. So I sit here worrying instead.
Bleh.
HOLY SHIT THIS IS SUCH A MOOD
“So what do you do for fun?”
Norman Chapel Palermo Light Diorama x Hannibal
(Cappella Palatina)A little something I made to sell at Columbus Oddities & Curiosities Expo to show our fandom some love. xo
How I think I’m writing: Using eye contact, or lack thereof, to display emotions such as intimacy, shock, denial, or nervousness.
How I’m actually writing: She looked at me, and I looked away. I tried to look back, but she was already looking at the sky. “Look,” she sighs, looking back at me for a split second. “I don’t know how to say this.” We looked at each other and time stopped, but then she looked her lookers at something else to look at, looking tired.