Shit.  Will Turned To Take A Look At Hannibal Now, Taking In The Posture.  “I’m Not Done Being

moths are gothic butterflies <3

Once Hannibal was close enough, Will reached out slipped his finger behind the knot of his friend's tie. With a tug, he said: "Get this shit off you."

“Could be.  C'mere.”

Swallowtail. The youngster's diary. 1820.

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"Your own fault for insisting on making this a cooking lesson...again. I know I can deal with me, myself, and I alone tonight; your track record isn't so great there."

// procrastination blogging // [runsonfear]: "What would you have had me do, exactly?"

“For starters you could have put oil on the pan so it wouldn’t stick.

Careless.”

The cocoon of the bagworm moth is always different, depending on the materials that the caterpillar forged to built it with.

Will nodded and let his head hang down for a bit.  It’d be nice if the answer to that last question was on Will’s shoes, but it wasn’t.  He cleared his throat, shoving his hands in his pockets.

“Not rightly.”  He had a smile cracking sheepish on his face, and it made him feel even more loony.  “Guess I felt like a visit.”

“You didn’t.” Okay, not sleep walking then. Hannibal took a deep breath in and smelled the very distinct scent of alcohol. At least there was a reasonable explanation. 

“Are you aware you’re standing outside my house? Do you know what brought you here?” 

Reblog this if you slept with my ex-wife Susan.

Trying to prove a point to my divorce lawyer.

WikiFur doesn’t have a name on file so I guess they’re just called bug-furries (or exoskellie, a proposed name from this tumblr user over here) are u suggesting something

What’s the insect species equivalent to the term “furry”??