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Hi! 👋 I’m Reid, they/them, I’m 18+, autistic, and blind. I write a lot of fanfic about my ships being domestic and having kids. cannibalspectacle.straw.page

Jin Ling: what kind of evil person would use demonic cultivation? Sizhui: MY MOMMY SO SHUT THE FUCK UP

Wei Wuxian: Lan Zhan, I’m afraid I’ve been thinking. Lan Wangji: A dangerous pastime. Wei Wuxian: I know.

Wake up, besties, new fic just dropped! !! The Lan family, in the aftermath of the Burial Mounds. archiveofourown.org/works/64708021

Send me fic questions and/or prompts, mayhaps? 👉👈 cannibalspectacle.straw.page

RIP Wei Wuxian, you would have loved The Cup Song

Literally anyone: [mentions Wei Wuxian within Lan Wangji’s earshot] Lan Wangji: [grips his sword in gay]

Thought about Wangxian as Anya/Dmitri from Anastasia, no one speak to me

Lan Zhan: shufu, I’m marrying Wei Ying Lan Qiren: I WANT GRANDKIDS! Lan Zhan, holding up A-Yuan: BOGO deal.

“Teenagers” by MCR is a Wei Wuxian song, in this essay I will—

Nobody: No one at all: Not even Hannibal: Will: You’re only considered an arsonist after your second fire, which means everyone gets one freebie.

Wei Wuxian: So I’ve started seeing someone. Wen Qing: As in dating or hallucinations?

Wei Ying, to Lan Zhan: would you like to stay for dinner? A-Yuan, from a distance: WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOREVER?

Send me fic questions and/or prompts, mayhaps? 👉👈 cannibalspectacle.straw.page

Adam, at any given moment: I’m gettin a choccy milk.

Hannibal, raising his voice slightly so he can speak to Will down at the other end of the grocery store aisle: Will, do you want any chips? Will, at full volume: I'M ALWAYS A SLUT FOR DORITOS

Cop: You’re receiving a ticket for having three people on one motorcycle. Hannibal: That’s reasonable. Will: Wait... three? Cop: Yes? Adam: OH MY GOD, NIGEL FELL OFF!

A-Yuan, in the middle of the market: da-ddy? Lan Zhan: do i loOK LIKE—

The in-universe true crime podcast episodes about Hannigram must be WILD

wei ying: what’chu say about the wens? wei ying: hold my flute. lan zhan: kick his ass, baby, i got yo flute

RIP Will Graham, you would have loved “Fast Car” by Tracy Chapman

Wangji, hopping on Sword Airlines: wife, wait for me. burial mounds is not that far.

Hannibal’s lawyer: Your Honor, my client would like to plead “whoopsie-daisies”

žvaigždė, chapter 75: planting radishes Adam and Will make some new friends. #Hambleverse archiveofourown.org/works/309485...

Brainrot of the day: The way that, in “Suffering”, Odysseus practically SCREAMS at the siren, “and my real wife knows I DON’T HAVE A DAUGHTER!” because like. He might have. He might have had a daughter (or even daughters!) by now, if he hadn’t been forced to go to war! He lost so much time!

Hi, I'm kinda lonesome, please leave me messages/questions and maybe some doodles. cannibalspectacle.straw.page

… “No One Mourns The Wicked” but it’s Wangxian, in this essay I will—

On a long car ride, leave me questions and doodles please cannibalspectacle.straw.page

Me, holding Will Graham gently in my hands: it’s just an infant… it’s just a boy…….

On a long car ride, leave me questions and doodles please cannibalspectacle.straw.page

Oh, Phantom of the Opera 25th Anniversary Proshot, we’re really in it now

Driving up to Michigan tonight (from Ohio) for an appointment tomorrow with Allegedly The Best Retina Specialist Ever and I’m very nervous. I don’t even know what to pack!

Have we, as a fandom, really sat down and considered that the HEU is basically the pokemon evolution of Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons?

Never forget one of the funniest things I’ve ever done

Hannibal AU where everything is the same except everyone talks to Hannibal when he’s in prison like he’s a toddler. “Oh, you seem to be having some big feelings. Do you wanna talk about it?”

Hannibal “as soon as he unblocks me, the wedding is back on” Lecter

Hannibal: I can guarantee, in ten years, I will be Will’s second spouse. Will: What happened to my first spouse? Hannibal: Nothing you can prove.