Work Text:
"There is no urge left to hide his nakedness, if there ever was one at all, they have spent so many days bleeding across each other that the time for modesty has long past. So he merely cranes towards the presence that has appeared in the room. The sight of the other fills him, as it always does, with a terrible snatching of breath and a sort of fluttering ache of happiness."
--
Or. Hannibal takes a bath, and with everything it's as simple and vast as that.
This illustration was made for 9_Of_Clubs' Hannibal Big Bang 2016 fic, 'Between Conventional Notes'.
(See the end of the work for more notes.)
Check out my art blog at bracari-iris.tumblr.com
melkoraf, xxoolevyloveooxx, Sabeth_Faber, brokendarkfire, I_wish_I_was_a_dragon, Baby_Harryy, Abbacchio_Simp, MiladyPheonix, wolfovmars, musicisdahthing, ZombieIcePick, kolachie, LostMyTail, Lygtemanden, Nonexistenz, Weconqueratdawn, tentoriumcerebelli, duhaunt6, Missboringuser_name92, and calikitten as well as 8 guests left kudos on this work!