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Hurricane Helene Relief Funds

Brother Wolf Animal Rescue operates out of Asheville, which has been hit aggressively by storm and flood damage

The Asheville Survival Program is reaching out. They appear to actually be the ones who use the Cashapp $Streets1de, and they just got put with Appalachian Med for convenience.

Beloved Asheville is reaching out. www.PayPal.me/belovedasheville and venmo.com/beloved-asheville

Homeward Bound helps the homeless in the Asheville/Buncombe area

Theres a fund for smaller rural communities around Asheville. It's close to its goal, but I really wish they'd set it higher considering what people are gonna need. Someone make sure they surpass it!

Charlotte NC is reaching out. Charlotte Mutual Aid: Helene Disaster Relief. CashApp: MutualAid704. Venmo: MutualAid704. Open Collective: Helene.cltfnb.com

Olive Branch Ministry is reaching out from West NC

Josh Griffith is fundraising for his efforts to deliver food in WNC

Breathitt County in Kentucky is fundraising to help NC through the Rousseau Volunteer Fire Department, as well as asking for physical supply donations. Their paypal is jrousseauvfd, put "for NC flood". Jaxon Flower shop in Jackson KY will also take physical donations. They aren't looking for clothes, moreso cleaning supplies and other items.

North Durham Mutual Aid is reaching out.

Eastern Kentucky Mutual Aid is also reaching out for funds. There looks like there might be two orgs with similar names, but if so both are helping. There's PayPal.me/ekymutualaid, Venmo - @ekymutualaid, or Cashapp - $ekymutualaid. There's also a Facebook group where individuals are posting requests for aid.

There's a fund for relief in Erwin, Tennessee

Helbender Harm Reduction is collecting physical supplies in Knoxville alongside First Aid Collective Knoxille, whose Cashapp/Venmo is: $firstaidcollectknox. If you're nearby they're looking for clothes, blankets, shelf stable food, rain gear, flashlights, and batteries, which is what most other groups asking for supplies are looking at too.

The TriCities Mutual Aid group is mostly asking for volunteers and supplies in the Tennessee/Virginia area. However, they may shift to donations, and you can reach out to them to see if they would be welcome either way.

Food Not Bombs Tallahassee has a cashapp: $fnbtally2022. They and Mutual Aid Athens are also boosting any community calls for funds, labor, or supplies in various states on their Instagram pages

Taylor County FL is reaching out. Paypal: Mskatonic138@gmail.com and Venmo @Mskatonic138

The Footprint project's Florida team is asking for people to support their response by texting HELENE to 44-321

Since I don't know if the post I made late last night will get traction I'll reiterate that Mutual Aid Disaster Relief is a trusted org. You can send funds at the linked site, or via Paypal: MutualAidDisasterRelief@gmail.com Or Venmo: @MutualAidDisasterRelief

Appalachian Med is another trusted org I shared last night. They have Venmo: @AppMedSolid. Put Flood Support in the description

Animal Disaster Relief Coalition is helping people make sure their animals are fed.

A list of Mutual Aid groups can be found here

A friend of mine, Vyn, is asking for help since he'll be out of power for around a week in Southeast GA

Other physical supplies people will be looking for in flood impacted areas include:

bottled water, potentially water filters

personal hygiene items: wipes, camping showers, tampons/pads/other menstrual products, handsanitizer, mosquito spray, laundry detergent, washboards, toilet paper, diapers, and especially any products safe for sensitive skin

medications- ibuprofen, monistat and other meds for yeast infections, cold and cough meds, any diabetic meds that can be safely shared, etc

individually wrapped low or no prep food items, baby formula, and Gatorade

duffel bags, backpacks, heavy duty storage totes and trash bags, 5 gallon buckets, coolers

Fans, dehumidifiers, moisture sensors, generators, gas and gas cans, solar charging items and battery banks, first aid kits

chainsaws, crowbars, hammers, air filters, respirators, 2×4 planks, bleach, roofing nails, heavy duty gloves, and potentially waders.

and board games or other non electric activities for children

Double check if you can before you donate these items to make sure whatever local drive you're headed to wants them and can distribute the more specialized ones where they're needed

And please! Add any funds you know of, especially for South Carolina and North Georgia since I wasn't seeing many funds for those areas! I know South Carolina is in desperate need and there's definitely parts of North Georgia in need too. Atlanta saw some bad flooding so keep an eye for them too!

my first vulnerable Hannibal ramble for the new year. let me set the scene.

Will left before Hannibal woke up to take care of something important. let's pretend Hannibal was halfway to brain dead or something and he hadn't awoken since falling into the ocean and banging his head on the corner of a rock. Hannibal wakes up and learns of Will's absence from Chiyoh. Hannibal's heart drops so fast it falls out of his ass and he becomes even more withdrawn and depressed and doesn't ever speak a word.

one evening, Hannibal drinks for the first time in three years (whiskey because it reminds him of Will) and is curled up on living room couch (alone because Chiyoh left long ago) when the front door creeks open. Hannibal is certain it's been locked all day (because he's become a hermit and only ever leaves the house when absolutely necessary) and yet he does not care if it's someone intending to end his life because there is no meaning to life without Will. the scent of soap fills the room as do quiet footsteps. then there's a gentle caress against his cheek and a pair of lips pressing warmth against his forehead. Hannibal believes it's a dream because the whiskey makes it difficult to open his eyes and he feels warm and boneless from the alcohol. it must be a dream.

"Hi, sweetheart." Will's voice is soft with affection.

cue Hannibal's eyes flying open and witnessing Will's fond smile and his brain short-circuits because no one's ever used that endearment in reference to him until now. also imagine if Hannibal had a brain injury from hitting his head on a rock or being in a medically induced coma and it ends up impairing his speech and he struggles to pronounce Will's name because it would be his first time speaking in months.

Will can't comprehend it at first. but it eventually sets in. that frail sound emerging from Hannibal's mouth. then Will whispers: "Yeah, darlin'. It's me."

Hannibal's heart is melting as he's gently guided into an embrace he can barely reciprocate because his arms feel so heavy from alcohol and the only other noise he can make is involuntary: a wordless whimper as reality sets in. Will hugs Hannibal for what feels like an eternity and yet it doesn't feel long enough. to be held in Will's arms as if his presence is something worth cherishing and reflecting on. then Hannibal hears the words he never thought he would hear.

"I've missed you."

imagine Hannibal getting attacked by a shark after Will pulls them over the cliff.

it's the first time Will ever hears Hannibal scream and sound sincerely terrified.

Hannibal keeps screaming Will's name over and over because he's scared and in agony and keeps getting pulled under the waves by the shark. Will realizes pulling them into the ocean at night was actually a mistake.

me every time i read y'all's fics ♡ @incidentsofunknownorigins @graciereadshannigram @cervviidae

i agree with this 100%. my housewife hannibal sequel was scraped by that damn AI scraper / whatever the fuck you call it. i am so sad because i worked so hard on the newest chapter. i poured 3 months of dedication and love and joy into that new chapter, and to have it (and some of my other fics) be used for AI training (some soul-less machine) is not a good feeling at all. i'm sorry to all my lovely guest readers, but i will be locking all my fics so only registered users can access them, because fuck AI.

After the recent scrape of Ao3 I feel like now is a good time to say a few things

Authors: Limit your works to registered users only, you are going to see a drop in activity which is going to suck a lot but it's 10x better than having your work stolen and used to train AI. Please take care of your precious work

Readers: If you aren't registered, it's to get registered. You've probably been lurking on ao3 for at least a little while, and if you want to be able to properly interact with your favourite works then the best thing to do is get registered. This way authors can feel supported and you can still interact with your favourite works. It's important the authors and readers help each other out here

Registered Readers: It is important, now more than ever, that you comment and kudos on works that you enjoy. Even it was just one line. Hit that fucking kudos button. And never ever be afraid to comment on fics. You have no idea how overjoyed authors are to get even a single emoji for a comment. And if you have more to say, please say it. it means so much to the authors

AI "writers": Go fuck yourself

Good luck to the writers and thanks in advance to the unregistered readers

Here is the link to my first post (a vulnerable Hannibal fic rec)!

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTjrdFBkE/

Tell me why it's more nerve wracking than posting on AO3 lol.

edit: omg y'all if AO3 had the capability to show you how many people are viewing your fic like tiktok does for videos, i would be stressed out, but also it is a bit thrilling tbh 🤭

making a tiktok account for my hannibal headcanons and vulnerable hannibal rec list and rambles <3 i woke up from a nap and it came to me like a vision.

The way Hannibal's gaze is glued to Will in this moment (when he's about to give up everything) is making me sick because he was so desperate to have Will's attention on him one last time. My vulnerable little pumpkin just wanted to be loved 😭 He simply never learned how to express his emotions in a normal + healthy way and that is why I'll forever be a Hannibal Lecter apologist.

Hannibal could've stayed inside Will's shed and Jack eventually would've found him in there. But he decided to kneel down onto the snow which is monumental in itself because of his childhood trauma: the last time Hannibal was on his knees in the snow was when he was a child; directly after the death of his parents and sister; when he was on the verge of death from starvation. I think this action was a form of self-inflicted punishment because he felt that he was losing Will and resorted to this: something that would seep into his bones + rival the ache in his heart. Hannibal had no one to look for the last time he was knee deep in snow. He had no one to turn his gaze to; no one that would even remotely care. He did in Digestivo. He made sure Will saw him, so that he wouldn't be forgotten, because what he feared most was Will's apathy and disinterest.

I need need need a fic where Will learns Hannibal struggles with chionophobia (extreme fear of snow) + then links it back to the moment Hannibal surrendered and knelt in the snow in his backyard.

Imagine Hannibal being taken post-fall when it's the dead of winter. He fights back (but is sedated and severely wounded in the process) and collapses in the snow + it ends up triggering his chionophobia. He's out there for what feels like hours. Will is desperately searching for him the entire time. He's curled in on himself to stay warm and unresponsive (with a glassy-eyed gaze) until Will's hands come to cradle his wet, freezing cheeks.

Tėtis is a word Will's only ever heard in instances where Hannibal sleep-talks during fitful nightmares. He knows what it means now (after his curiosity had gotten the best of him one night + he ended up resorting to google translate; only for his heart to shatter in the process). Will's chosen to never tell Hannibal that he sleep-talks and instead cherishes the moments Hannibal unconsciously seeks out comfort + unknowingly lets his gaurd down once he's subsequently cradled against Will's chest + soothed with gentle touches and soft words of reassurance until he ultimately settles down + returns to a peaceful state of sleep.

Imagine Will bundling a shivering Hannibal into his arms + carrying him to the car + reassuring Hannibal that it'll be okay. That Daddy's here. That he's safe now. That he'll be warm soon. Imagine Will wondering throughout all of this: if Hannibal had been close to regressing that night in his backyard + if any more time had passed would he have found Hannibal in a similar position: curled up in the shed + shivering + begging for the comfort of his dead father in a language Will wouldn't have been able to understand.

Imagine Will taking notice of the large wet patch on the front of Hannibal's crotch + the acrid stench of urine clinging to the ruined garment. Imagine Hannibal whimpering and whining as it's quickly removed because he's far too cold + then Will comforting him with gentle words and wrapping a jacket or a blanket around his waist. Imagine Hannibal being in the backseat of the car (or even the loading trunk because it's easier for Will to strip him there and bundle him up in the blankets designated for their dogs, who occasionally reside in the trunk during car rides) + panicking because he lost sight of Will, who is now driving them to a getaway boat. Imagine Hannibal calling out for Tėtis in a frightened, tearful voice; so unlike the precise manner in which he usually speaks.

Imagine Will wondering what would've happened if more time had passed before Jack had arrived in Digestivo. If he would've had to witness Hannibal in a state such as this; being whisked away when he felt cold and frightened and in search of reassurance; in search of Will; in search of someone who loved him. It's at this moment where Will realizes Hannibal hasn't felt loved since he was a child.

Will gets Hannibal to the boat and changes him into a set of fresh clothes and attempts to feed him a bowl of soup to help warm him up, but Hannibal panics and refuses. It's the first time Will's ever seen Hannibal cry and consciously seek out physical and emotional comfort, burrowing into his chest to be held.

Hi, coffee-in-rain! Thank you for your fics! I love vulnerable Hannibal so much, and I reread each of your works several times<З I saw that you read promts, and perhaps you would be interested in this one on the topic of food trauma and eating disorders:

After the fall, Hannibal suffers from compulsive overeating - he is afraid of losing control over what and when he eats again, so he regularly overeats in secret from Will and naturally gains weight. Will thinks that this is due to a sedentary lifestyle or age, so he only occasionally teases him about his weight and clumsiness, which only worsens Hannibal's mental state, because he believes that Will is disappointed in him. He is constantly hungry, because of his greed he has become too heavy to protect Will, nothing remains of his perfection, so at night, in a fit of self-loathing, he goes to the refrigerator again. Will finds him sobbing on the floor, suffering from stomach pain. Hannibal is terrified that Will will see how miserable he is, he cannot suppress the hiccups and burps from overeating, so he can only cry helplessly. However, Will calms him down, massages his stomach, kisses him and takes him to bed, where he hugs him and promises that he can protect them both, and that Hannibal will never starve or feel unworthy of his love again.

Good luck and I hope everything goes well for you!

hi!! oh my god the way i clamped a hand over my mouth while reading this?!

SOBBING AT THE IDEA OF WILL FINDING HANNIBAL CRYING ON THE KITCHEN FLOOR 😭

this concept you've given me is amazing (especially the stomach pain omg whump is one of my fave things to write) and i love you for sharing this with me! i am so honored that you'd request me to write this for you. thank you for your kind words as well! if you ever have anymore ideas for this specific prompt or another prompt in the future, please feel free to reach out again on here. i hope everything is going well for you too and that you're having a happy new year so far. ♡

fanfic idea set post-episode 3x10: Hannibal is sick on his birthday and regresses. Normally, he would try to resist the urge, but there are so many emotions swirling inside his head and Will's still angry with him after sending Dolarhyde after Molly.

Will debates visiting Hannibal today, uncertain whether or not to, until Alana calls to cancel his next visitation with Hannibal planned three days later as a precaution because Hannibal's fallen ill. Then Will does decide to visit today and becomes frustrated when Alana tries to explain Hannibal shouldn't be seeing anyone today. Will says: "He's sick, I know. I still want to see him. I brought cake." Then Alana explains Hannibal age-regressed and isn't responding to anyone.

Will steps into the room where Hannibal's cell is and sees Hannibal curled up in bed, facing the wall, wrists chained to the bed. He's carrying a small box with a slice of vanilla cake. Hannibal is gasping through a coughing fit and Will rushes over to pat him on the back. Then Hannibal's glassy eyed gaze meets Will's and Will knows instantly little Hannibal is the most endearing, heartbreaking thing in the world. Imagine little Hannibal being shy and timid because he still believes Will is angry with him. imagine Will having to reassure little Hannibal and coax him to eat bites of cake (which he handfeeds Hannibal). imagine little Hannibal wanting to be held (or at least touched) and Will holds him and runs gentle fingers through his hair and whispers "Happy Birthday" as little Hannibal falls asleep.

Hannibal being touch-starved and dealing with separation anxiety post-fall. He’s trembling like a leaf the first time Will leaves the house to run an errand—gnawing on his knuckles until they’re split and bleeding. The first time Will hugs him, with a warm palm cradling his nape, he lets out the ugliest gut-wrenching sob. He definitely needs to experience a cathartic and snotty cry session in Will’s arms after spending three years in isolation.