Hanna Shelby

Ah, new followers... Welcome to the labyrinth of the improbable! Follow me, if you dare, through shadows that whisper and smiles that deceive. Here, logic is a whim, and madness... well, it's just the beginning. But beware: the deeper you dive, the more twisted reality becomes. Enjoy your stay, but remember—those who follow the trail of a cat never know where they’ll end up.🃜

Greetings, I am Hanna, but call me whatever you wish — a name is nothing but an illusion, a mask concealing something far darker. If you shout "Madu!" in the street, my head may or may not turn, but don’t expect to find answers for the whispers that haunt my thoughts. I am obsessed with the macabre, the gothic, and the erotic, where beauty crumbles to ashes, and pleasure mingles with torment in an endless abyss.🐇

I am more than just an online presence. I am a reflection distorted by reality. I can walk on burning coals, resurrect those whom death has tried to consume, and dissolve storms with a mere breath, as if nothing else matters. In my darker moments, I bring the dead back to life, tearing their souls from their bodies, devouring their remains until they become nothing but shadows without purpose. Limits? They do not exist. I am the distortion, the chaos that gnaws at the boundaries of reason.🃜

When I’m not lost in my own darkness, I enjoy sinking into films and series of horror and magic, where the line between reality and the supernatural fades, and fear becomes a constant companion. My collection of books is my refuge — Harry Potter, Alice in Wonderland, The Hunger Games, and others that feed my soul with worlds as cruel and twisted as my own existence. And, of course, how could I forget A Song of Ice and Fire? George R. R. Martin knows how to unravel a story in the flames of fate. My Daenerys Targaryen, Mother of Dragons, the fire burns within me for her. And Fire & Blood... Rhaenyra Targaryen, her struggle marked by tragedy, dragged by the currents of power and revenge, but her spirit lives on within me, tearing at my soul with its loss.

Ah, Daemon Targaryen... the scoundrel. There is nothing more enticing than someone lost in their own abyss. I am utterly captivated by him, and the fact that Matt Smith portrays him only intensifies my obsession. How I wish I were his young lover... and damn the fact that I’m only 20. I am an adult now, so Matt Smith, please marry me. An attraction to older men? Yes, it is my insane desire. Pedro Pascal, Wagner Moura, Selton Mello, Mads Mikkelsen, Oscar Isaac... these men, like shadows from a forgotten past, call to me. And how could on