ok hanni we see u
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also i know someone will see the vision: hannibal x dorian gray.
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ok hanni we see u
sorry i gotta post this or it will get lost in my 10k+ pinterest unorganized ideas.
also i know someone will see the vision: hannibal x dorian gray.
one more i need saved btw
By the way. If I’m not active. I’m on finals week. Terrified. I’ll pray to Hannigram I guess
I'll be counting the seconds till we get you back and feeding us with delicious insanity about those cannibals. Howling dramatically at the door like an animal and all :(
the hozier reference brought me back to life literally i was literally engraving numerical data on my hand when i received this. i blinked. my heart went back to normal. tears would've been welled had i not become catatonic under strain. ily moot
I’m back just to say BAD CHOICE BAD CHOICE I STILL HAVE 854 BC AND MARCH AND I DO NOT KNOW HOW MANY ITHER NUMBERS ON MY HAND I THINK I GAVE MYSELF AN ACCIDENTAL TATTOO
By the way. If I’m not active. I’m on finals week. Terrified. I’ll pray to Hannigram I guess
I'll be counting the seconds till we get you back and feeding us with delicious insanity about those cannibals. Howling dramatically at the door like an animal and all :(
the hozier reference brought me back to life literally i was literally engraving numerical data on my hand when i received this. i blinked. my heart went back to normal. tears would've been welled had i not become catatonic under strain. ily moot
By the way. If I’m not active. I’m on finals week. Terrified. I’ll pray to Hannigram I guess
Hannigram having sex on the forest…
Guys. At what time do you stop worrying that every second of your life is wasted potential? Because I'd love to just do nothing for a day and not spend my life in the shame corner because of it. You think it's gonna be my turn soon?
Will lifting his shirt to show a stranger who also knew Hannibal his scar as if he was flashing a wedding ring to say “he’s mine” was absolutely crazy. But the way he twisted and thrust his hips as he lifted his shirt…….... the light falling on the little curve of his lower belly and the shine of the scar………. the vee of his adonis belt being edged by the shadows, the inklings of a happy trail tracing from his belt to his belly button………. this shot is just liquid sex oml
Thank fuck this show loves proving just how much of a freak those two are. A show where a scar, blood and biting kink is actually just a given for their dynamic, illustrated by Will choosing to be a harlot about all of them (on network television!)... Bless
Hannibal looks so sweet and baby with his hair down and in his face
messy haired Hannibal has me in a choke hold
Is this a thing? Did Hannibal's suits get louder -- more 'notice me', more 'pay attention to me', more '*wonder* about me' -- as the series went on and he was feeling more and more confident that no one (other than Will) would ever see past his person suit without him revealing himself? Was he reckless? Or just... wanting to see what would happen? He goes from this
and this
to this
and this
and this
and *this*
to *THIS*
and *THIS*
Later we get this
And, eventually, *THIS*
This is not a man hiding in plain sight. This is a man hiding in a one-man-band rig with pyrotechnics.
He got a little taste of being seen, being *known*, and it was intoxicating. Addictive.
And eventually led to this, which was not by choice of course, but I've always thought this Hannibal was the most beautiful.
He doesn't have to hide anymore, and he is enjoying it, because if he is chosen this time, it will be with open eyes and full understanding. Willingly.
Here goes my "I washed my ass and shaven my face for you" gay culture™. Just in Hannibal flamboyant taste it's "I've combed my hair and mismatched my square pocket to a tie (crazy! Do you want me???)"
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ok but entertaining the idea of hannibal and will before the other. specifically will. that engrained, bone-scratching feeling of hollowness: of not being whole, living an unfulfilling life of restraint. what i mean yeah sure he could've lived and loved but still nothing could've really moved him. the world could've been crumbling but then again would it have actually deprive him of anything important (aside his dogs). and living with that void & isolation & fear of potential to just then meet that half you were missing aka hannibal. like wow. it's either a feeling of i'm lucky. i'm insanely lucky. or it's this record scratch, this overwhelming sense of everything, this untended grudge growing. and when has will felt anything that hasn't hurt him, at least stirred something in him similar to the way god probably looks down to earth and sighs. because to have another person that could strip you raw and still mold you, it's terrifying. the fact another person could even have that influence over your psyche. that someone can reach that far. whole and hole sound the same and that's just a cruel joke of wordplay. there are bits in the show where we can see where will and hannibal realize losing each other is an idea they hate, that will break the unfixable, that'll hurl them to this oblivion. then again the volatile urge to hurt the other clings if for the sake of tender love. love a concept too innocent and powerful hence tangled in blood and violence. it's like the relationship between a sallow/willow and a low cloud, it's never the right moment for separation. things that are broken cease to exist then.
ungrounding exercises.
what are five things you can't see? can you breathe in and out really really quickly for me? what are your biggest fears and what are the fastest ways they might occur? slouch in your chair put your hands on your head and picture yourself using your psychic powers to kill everyone. shoot the nearest dog.
Sometimes I think making Hannibal cry all pretty under me and gasp for breath would fix me. Alas
He's so handsome, Will was insane for not bouncing on it the first chance he got.
That feeling when you reblog a post from someone, add the horniest tags you can think of, and they immediately follow you and you follow back - now you’re mutuals and you just know you can put whatever you want in the tags. Same wavelength of horny.
That look on Hannibal's face after saying "I was worried you were dead" fucks me up so bad every time. Him being so surprised that that's not a lie, realising that he genuinely hates the thought that Will could be taken from him and it's a new thing for him. He hadn't let anyone that close to him since Misha.
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