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♫ Am I dreaming or did you just kiss me You don't know it but you already miss me ♫

KYLE GALLNER & EMILY SKEGGS Dinner in America (2020) dir. Adam Rehmeier

talesfromthecrypts

You are a total punk rocker.

Dinner in America (2020) dir. Adam Rehmeier

thislovecrime

When it comes to you and me, there can be no decisive victory. Hannibal Rewatch || 3.7 Digestivo

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I don’t want to kill you, Dr. Lecter. Not now that I finally find you interesting.

Hannibal Rewatch || 2.8 Su-Zakana

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Do we talk about teacups and time and the rules of disorder?

Hannibal Rewatch || 3.7 Digestivo

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There is an uneasiness to Will’s hand in the third gif as it hovers with uncertainty, trying to predict Hannibal’s movements. He lets it fall limp against the blanket, almost in disappointment, maybe even a sigh of silent relief, whenever Hannibal goes to scoop up the book instead of touching him. Even still, there’s a moment of forethought, his fingers twitching upwards as he watches Hannibal scoop the book into hands. There’s something sensual about it, about the whole scene really. From Hannibal’s smile upon entering to see a conscious Will, to the way he approaches the bed, unbuttoning his jacket, amusement and hope blooming beneath the skin of his cheeks. There’s even something ginger in the way he slips his fingers beneath the edges of the book, lifting it from the bed with slow, sturdy precision. Will watches in a haze as Hannibal makes a home in the curve of the chair. For a moment, everything feels almost domestic. Lead-footed realizations bubble in Will’s mind: the last thing he fully remembers is being under the knife at Muskrat farms, paralyzed in fear and pain. Yet here he is, waking in warmth of his own bed, fully clothed with treated wounds and a soapy cleanliness to his skin. He smells faintly of an aftershave that isn’t his own. The gears are turning. He knows the man settled beside him did all of this and he’s left mulling over the taste of such a thing. Will shakes the thoughts from his head as if that’s all they are: daydreams falling from his messy curls. He eases himself up, unsure of himself, preparing to deliver the blow he never wanted to give.

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Soon all of this will be lost to sea.

Hannibal Rewatch | 3.13 Wrath of the Lamb

fannibaling

Time to save the boyfriend

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Do we talk about teacups and time and the rules of disorder?

Hannibal Rewatch || 3.7 Digestivo

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Magical encounter while free falling.

baconmancr

Can you imagine being that bird? You see a big falling dot off in the distance, so you go to investigate. And it’s a human. Just, like, hanging out, in the middle of the sky. Plumbing toward earth at terminal velocity.

“Huh, that’s weird” you think to yourself.

You land on them. They seem nonplussed by their predicament.

But you’re a busy bird, you’ve got places to be. So you just fly off. Good luck, crazy human. Hope you make it.