Damnit!
I was just reading the script (S1E9 Trou Normand) when I came across this
God why did they cut it off?? Hannibal cursing would’ve been so sexyyyy
also “passionate concern” is killing me
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Damnit!
I was just reading the script (S1E9 Trou Normand) when I came across this
God why did they cut it off?? Hannibal cursing would’ve been so sexyyyy
also “passionate concern” is killing me
Damn, Will Graham got bars.
thisismybecxming:
It felt odd at times to feel so…content with things. Will leaned against Hannibal, head moving to rest at his shoulder as he continued to stroke a hand through Sophie’s fur. “What are you working on??” He questioned softly.
He shifted slightly to make it comfortable for the both of them, his finger lazily felt the fabric of Will’s pants close to his knee. Breathing out he rested his cheek against Will’s hair. “My uncle and aunts home in France, on the banks of the Essonne.”
consultingcriiminal:
Jim could feel the eyes on him. Eyes studying him, trying to pinpoint who he was. He reached down to fix one of his cuffs, eyes darkening as his smile turned more feral. Oh no, there was no waste for him. Moriarty was often off taking care of his empire. Especially now when he was building an entirely new one. “Isn’t it adorable how we’re chatting away like ordinary people?? Careful, dear, I might get bored.”
Parting his mouth, Hannibal wet his lips as he took in what the man said. Wasn’t that part of the plan, part of the people suit? To be ordinary, to blend in. Of course the man saw straight through it, but Hannibal wouldn’t be quick to talk about his own doings. “Tell me about your ‘murder, torture, fun little games’. Who do you target?” He didn’t exactly want the man to be bored, but he didn’t fear the boredom. He was well capable of taking care of himself.
thisismybecxming:
“you should take a break and join sophie and i over here.” will glanced up, hand gently running through sophie’s fur as he lounged on the couch.
Looking up Hannibal smiled before giving a nod of his head, placing the pencil down he would return back to the drawing later. Standing up, he made his way to the couch, a thumb grazing Sophie’s head before taking a seat next to Will.
Fire and ice, somehow existing together without destroying each other. More proof that I belonged with him.
Do you believe you could change me? The way I've changed you? I already did.
violetiisms:
“It’s lovely to meet you too, Albrecht Lannie. So what do you do outside of this crazy world? You sound like you could be a professor or a doctor. Dr. Lannie.”
“I did graduate from a medical school in France, surgeon. Never a professor, not enough patience to teach.”
consultingcriiminal:
There was something hidden with this man—something big. And Jim wanted to know. He wanted t see what was behind the well put together people suit. It was so rare to find someone remotely interesting in his world, much less someone who was similar to him in a way. Just slightly similiar. There was no one equal to Moriarty. No one worthy to be his equal. Sherlock had bore him in the end. “Don’t like to waste, do you? I imagine you have’t wasted much with your life.”
Given himself some time to study the man, to pick up on him much like he would to a patient. Despite they usually wore their whole lives on their sleeves, this man was difficult to pick up on. He was a challenge. Leaning slightly back he lazily moved his eyes towards the wall, letting the details settle in. Smiling he tilted his head in agreement, “I imagine you haven’t as well.” It wasn’t much of a question but more of a statement.
differentvesper:
Vesper’s eyes fell at the sound of him saying James’ name. Despite her changed stare, she still listened to his words. A grimace formed on her lips, his apology being the reason why. She hadn’t been this conflicted in a long time, this unsure of herself. Vesper chose not to verbally respond, instead raising her head to look at him once more. She proceeded to nod - a timid, nimble nod, to show her acknowledgement of what he said. “I don’t believe he is - or at least, I haven’t seen him yet.”
Gaining back somewhat of this womens trust was the plan, he wanted information. His eyes trained on her face as he could sense the trouble, jaw tightened he cast his eyes downward as she gave him a nod. It would have to do for now, reaching up he rubbed at his forehead as in thought. “Well I suppose he’ll show up.. We did.” There was uncertainty in his voice as he smoothed his palms against his pants, a fidgeting gesture.
violetiisms:
“Well, they say there’s nothing better than education… or something like that. My name’s Violet, by the way.”
“Preferably education that will be useful for us, magic not so much. It’s lovely to meet you Violet, I’m- Albrecht Lannie.”
differentvesper:
“That’s understandable - I, and I’m sure lots of other people, don’t like change, either. “
“I’m also not fond of going to the dentist, it’s not in my best taste to go.”
violetiisms:
“I think I will. Are you a teacher here?”
“Not at all, same as you. Strangely a student again.”
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Hannibal Advent » Day 24: Kō No Mono
I told you I was feeling paranoid.
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