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@hannislut
huge dancy.. :)
the long foretold hannigram yuri
Anyone else freaking out over the Hannibal reunion happening in Chicago this April ಠ_ಠ
I was looking for crime series, found a romcom
i love how in this scene hannibal mirrors will's social cues instead of politely responding like he would normally
2x07 || 2x08
1x02 || 2x01 || 3x07
Hannibal 3x06 - “Dolce”
Hannibal 3x06 - “Dolce”
3x02 || 3x06
#thirsty
Hannibal 2x11 - “Ko No Mono”
#ortolan bj scene you will always be famous
Hannibal (2013-2015)
as much as i am a hannibal calling will “mylimas” (beloved) enjoyer, truly i don’t think he could stomach the words, allow the word to hang in the air, to be heard. hannibal has kept his home inside of him for so long that the door to the vault has been ironed shut. your mother tongue is a knife that eviscerates you, near cleaves you in half, and leaves you gasping out. the last person he spoke lithuanian to was mischa, and to ever use that tongue again seemed like sacrilege, seemed like he was spewing out a part of her that he should keep within himself. it seemed like he was losing her all over again.
#finally another hannibal does NOT speak lithuanian truther…#the language of your childhood is religion. it is holy. it is so tainted and stained and tarnished.#you can never let your tongue wrap around it without memory being forced upon you like the weight of the sky crushing atlas.#the language of home is a decaying house. you can never go back inside again. (via @petrowriting)
a language is a house!! the words betray him with the memories they are bound to, they conjure up a landscape where he can no longer safely go!!