⌦ 𝙴𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 (Hannnibal)

Painting. That was your job. You took images of people, places, things, and you translated them into art. Wonderfully beautiful art. You had a normal life, a normal job, but that all changed when you were commissioned to paint a Dr. Hannibal Lecter. That was when everything spiraled into a downward descent of madness.

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Welcome to ethereal, a Hannibal fanfiction. This will have disturbing content such as descriptions of gore, death, trauma, cannibalism, and manipulation. Trigger warnings are placed in the beginning of the chapter. Be careful reading them!

This is a slow burn, and a Hannibal x Reader fanfiction. I try not to mention defining traits, such as skin color, so everyone can enjoy the reading.

Have a fun time reading

- Achilles