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MY LITTLE SISTER IS A DOLL, SHE SURPRISED ME BY SHOWING UP AT MY PLACE (3 HRS AWAY) WITH THIS BEAUTIFUL CAKE SHE MADE!!!!!!! I GOT THE BEST SISTERS!

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MY FUCKING FROG JUST LUNGED OUT OF HER ENCLOSURE TO LATCH ONTO MY FUCKING NOSE, LITTLE PUTA!!!!

I love this little ho, and today was VERY STARTLING with her trying to deep throat my goddamn nose.

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3 components of worldbuilding:

1. The author’s kinks

2. The author’s power fantasy

3. The author’s political agenda

Plot and logic optional

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Friendly reminder to not punish yourself for creating. 

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I KNOW HE WAS CRYING THROWING UP inside when he heard that.

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laughing at stupid Hannibal again because whenever he wears his plastic suit he never protects his hair, meaning he doesn’t care about leaving evidence

he cares about his 3-piece suits

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I do not feel fly like a G6 and have not for a very long time

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Fishing Without a Catch

By a quiet river, a person spent the whole day with a fishing rod without getting a single bite. Oddly, they didn’t look disappointed—more like they were expecting something else. At sunset, a hand emerged from the water, holding a worn feather, as though the river itself was delivering a message. The person took the feather gently and remembered the poetry they used to write before giving it up. It turned out they had been waiting not for fish, but for inspiration.

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Mads on Hannibal and Will's first meeting

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Two new characters for a fantasy story/ RPG in the making.

Bravecci is the cool-toned one and Melagus is the warm toned one. Bravecci is a half-orc of the Babirusa species, and half human, a rarity in the fantasy realm, and Melagus is the demigod with half fae and half deity.

A complex and dangerous duo, with Bravecci specializing in the ancient magic of Atomic Weaponry and Metaphysics, and his main weapon is a staff tipped with a Demon Core, which despite its name, is based off a real atomic device.

Melagus is reliant mostly on magic and his natural physical abilities, claws and fungus like tendrils, and he can go STABBITYRIPSTAB.

Melagus is also a snakey mother fucker. Bravecci, be wary.

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Forgot to show off the phone case I painted with white ink.

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New character totally not inspired by a certain actor I've become autistically obsessed with.

Melagus, a demigod that is half fae and half forest god. Melagus is also a goddamn snake, so don't turn your back on him. Healer and battlemage, but csn wield a dagger if he has no magic left.

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Sketches for new project, I FINALLY got back into my Tumblr on my new phone.

Frog dragon, whats not to fecking love? Should I color them?

The bug one is just a funny, cute concept.

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me if being obsessed with older men was illegal

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You forgive how God forgives.

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Hannibal, the Cannibal, and the Man Who Made Him Starve

Hannibal Lecter’s entire identity is built on the concept of consumption—of others, of experiences, of power. He devours not just bodies, but lives, souls, and control. It’s what makes him so terrifying: he doesn’t just kill, he consumes his victims in the most profound and intimate way possible. They become part of him, swallowed whole, stripped of their humanity and reformed into his idea of *art*. Hannibal is the **ultimate predator**, and his hunger is insatiable.

But then, Will Graham enters his life, and Hannibal finds himself faced with something he cannot consume. Will Graham isn’t a regular target. He isn’t a piece of art, nor is he someone easily twisted into Hannibal’s vision of humanity. Will is the **mirror**, the one person who sees through Hannibal completely, who resists his manipulation. Will is the exception, and he refuses to be devoured.

The Hunger Begins:-

In Season 1, Hannibal’s interest in Will is almost clinical. He observes Will’s brilliant mind, his sensitivity, his vulnerability, but never truly considers Will as a human being—he sees him more like a **specimen**, someone who could potentially be shaped, remade, or “eaten” in a different sense. He begins to teach Will, **grooming him to be his equal**, but without ever understanding that in doing so, he’s planting the seeds of his own undoing.

Hannibal, used to controlling everything around him, begins to lose that control with Will. He sees Will’s intellect, but more importantly, he sees Will’s ability to feel—to empathize, to understand emotions. Hannibal, who is all about mastering emotions, finds this fascinating, but it’s also something he can’t control. This fascination is the beginning of his hunger, and it’s a hunger that doesn’t easily satiate.

The First Taste of Loss:-

In Season 2, Hannibal’s obsession with Will grows deeper, more personal. It’s no longer just about seeing Will as an extension of his artistic project—Hannibal starts to care. He starts to want Will not just as an intellectual equal, but as someone who can understand him, someone who can *see him* for who he truly is.

But as much as Hannibal desires Will, he also underestimates him. He assumes that he can bend Will to his will—that through manipulation, gaslighting, and a constant game of cat-and-mouse, he can force Will to accept what he’s offering. This plan, however, begins to unravel when Will starts to question his own emotions, his own identity, and his connection to Hannibal. The reversal of roles becomes clear—Will begins to mirror Hannibal’s behavior, pulling Hannibal into his own psychological game.

Hannibal’s first taste of loss comes when Will betrays him. It’s not just an intellectual defeat—it’s personal. The idea that someone he loves could actively turn against him hits Hannibal in a place he’s never acknowledged: his own vulnerability. Will has not only rejected him, but he’s also gone behind his back, actively working against him. For someone like Hannibal, this is a blow to his ego, and the consequences of this loss are more profound than just losing Will.

Self-Denial: The Starvation:-

By the time we reach *Mizumono*, Hannibal is in agony—not just because of Will’s betrayal, but because of the profound emptiness that betrayal leaves behind. He has Will physically within his grasp, but he can’t consume him. Will has already betrayed him, and Hannibal has lost the one person who could have truly understood him.

In this moment, Hannibal chooses to starve.

He doesn’t eat.

He doesn’t kill Will.

And it’s not because he doesn’t want to—Hannibal has never avoided a kill. He’s never been afraid to

The Paradox of Hunger: Control vs. Surrender:-

Hannibal’s relationship with hunger and consumption in relation to Will becomes a paradox. On one hand, he wants to devour Will, to make him his own —to consume him wholly, both mentally and physically. But on the other hand, he wants Will to choose him. He wants Will to surrender, to fall into his arms, to see the world through Hannibal's eyes. He needs Will’s choice, not his subjugation.

This is the starvation that plagues Hannibal—he doesn’t just need to eat Will, he needs Will to give himself freely. Without that, Hannibal is left wanting, unsure of himself for the first time. For someone who prides himself on total control, Will’s rejection and betrayal leaves him in a state of hunger that can’t be easily filled by anything else. He isn’t just starving for Will’s body; he’s starving for Will’s soul, for the deep connection that he thought was within his grasp, but ultimately, Will has pulled away from him.

Final Thoughts: The Longing Never Ends:-

By the end of Mizumono, Hannibal's choice not to kill Will—or, even more telling, to let Will survive his betrayal—marks the culmination of his hunger. He doesn’t just want Will because he’s interesting or because he’s a challenge. No, Will becomes the one thing Hannibal cannot control, the one person who has the power to reject him completely. And that in itself becomes Hannibal’s addiction.

Hannibal doesn’t just eat people—he remakes them. But with Will, he finds himself starved, powerless, and completely consumed by his desire to have Will choose him.

The man who devours lives finds himself starving for the one person who refuses to be consumed—and for Hannibal, that’s the most excruciating fate of all.