Will Just Does Sweaty and Crazy So Well

What with work and life and being in a lot of fandoms with either an overly strong narrative voice or an intimidating amount of back-canon to worry about, it's been about six months since I've written anything. Two years since I've written fic that wasn't for Yuletide.

This week I got over 1000 words down, and I've got the next scene planned.

What did it take to get me back into writing, after all this time?

Fucked-up manipulative dub-con gaslighting porn where Hannibal fucks a drugged up, half-delusional Will and then convinces him the sex never happened. That is what I am writing now.

I am so totally going to hell for this.