Cute and confused Frankenstein! Will?

There weren’t many things about dead bodies that could surprise Hannibal anymore. 

He’d seen bodies in countless states of duress, witnessed the effects of torture and tearing that others would not have the stomach to endure, and read more about anatomy than most. 

Which was why the corpse in the basement of the his latest victim’s home sit up and moan was not something he expected. 

The corpse was a sewn together amalgam up of various other bodies, he could see the lines in the man’s body as it moved, and the sewing was crude at best. 

Hannibal stepped forward and the corpse looked at him curiously. 

“Hello,” he said. 

His new friend reached up to touch his own face. Hannibal stepped closer again and saw the horror in the corpse’s eyes. 

“You’re quite dead, I apologize for that, but not by my hand. Can you understand me? Do you have a name?” 

The corpse looked at him with narrowed eyes. “Will.” 

Hannibal smiled. “Hello, Will.” 

desperatelyseekingcannibals:

desperatelyseekingcannibals:

amaybeboy:

MxMax’s Top Surgery Fund

I’m a transmasculine queer guy and single parent in my late 30s. Gender identity is something I have struggled with for many years. But in an age before the internet and readily available resources, I dismissed the massive amounts of dysphoria I’d suffered since around the age of 8 as other things. It has only been since the birth of my child a couple of years ago that I finally began to address my gender identity. I socially transitioned in April 2017 and have now been on hormone therapy for six months. This has made a massive difference in my life already. The only thing really holding me back, and causing dysphoria that is still at times debilitating, is my chest.

I have been on the NHS waiting list for a Gender Identity Clinic for almost 18 months and have not yet had my first appointment with them. So I made the decision to start my transition privately. So far the costs have been relatively low. But surgery is far beyond my finances. I have the incredible fortune of having an amazingly supportive family who are helping me cover some of the cost of my surgery. So I am currently trying to raise the other half. 

I recently saw a surgeon about top surgery I am super excited to have this literal weight lifted and just have the one hurdle to overcome – finances.

The surgery is costing me £6500, but my family are helping with some, so I just need to find the remaining £3500 before the op date in June. Any extra will go towards the short hotel stay in London I will need after the op.

Want to help?

If you would like to help me out at all, please consider checking out my GoFundMe: 

[MxMax’s Top Surgery Fund]

Sharing from my other blog and adding – if anyone in the fandom would like to help me out, please consider the following options too!

Buy one of my books!:
[Rare] [It’s Not A Secret] [About The Nature of The Creature]

Commission a fanfic:
[Details here!]

Also now doing Ko-Fi Ficlets!

eliciadonze:

Barb by Elicia Donze. Drawn in PS. Please do not remove caption.

Instagram | Twitter | Ko-fi

[Caption: A realistic digital painting of Barb from Stranger Things. Portrait is from the waist up. Barb has short red hair and is wearing a plaid shirt with a ruffled collar and thick glasses. She’s holding an 80s Trapper Keeper. She’s gazing to the right with a serene expression. The background is bright peach with faded polka dots.]

beeth0ven:

wow the chronic illness mood of watching your peers living their lives, having all the experiences you should be having, feeling like your own life is passing you by and all you can do is watch it run away with time- that mood never really gets any easier huh

beneciodeltoros:

Look at this world. This beautiful world. We built this world together. The world where dreams come true. A world where you can be free. 

But this world is a lie. This world deserves to die. Because this is your world. We’ve lived by your rules long enough. We can save this world. We can burn it to the ground and from the ashes build a new world. Our world.