My own descent into madness was not understanding how people found Mads Mikkelsen attractive, then watching a bunch of videos about him for research purposes, and then ultimately becoming a rabid fangirl
absolutely obsessed with the dynamic between Matt and Frank it's gotta be one of my favorite character dynamics of all time. Frank kills people as a hobby and Matt has never killed in his life. they can't have a conversation without cursing each other out. they trust each other enough to hold one another as they jump off a building. they physically fight more often than not. Frank has seen Matt's bare ass. they're both in love with the same woman who respects herself too much to hook up with either one of them. Matt is a Catholic who believes every soul can be saved except for his own and Frank doesn't think either of theirs needs to be. can anybody hear me is this thing on
hannibal ruined me, all I can read are books with cannibalism now
When Will asks her plainly, “Is Hannibal in love with me?”, Bedelia does not offer the comfort or constraint of a simple “yes.” Instead, she replies: “He daily feels a stab of hunger and finds nourishment at the very sight of you.”
This is no evasion, but precision. Bedelia is the consummate observer, the only one perhaps capable of reading Hannibal accurately not through empathy but through pure intellect, refrains deliberately from naming the feeling as love. Because she knows better.
To say Hannibal is “in love” would be to reduce him to the category of the ordinary. It would be to align his experience of desire with that of humans, those who love and pine, who miss and regret, who fall and suffer. But Hannibal does not fall. He devours. He consumes. His longing is not sentimental but carnivorous. He is not wounded by love but sharpened by appetite.
Hannibal and Will both occupy a liminal space beyond the structures that define conventional emotion. They are not simply men, but something Other. Beasts, Fallen Angels, mirrors of each other’s darkness. For Bedelia to claim that Hannibal loved Will would not only be false, it would betray her own intelligence, and her understanding of what Hannibal is. Hannibal does not love in human terms. He feels hunger, fascination, aesthetic rapture, a sublime compulsion that transcends the human vocabulary of affection.
And that is precisely why Bedelia’s choice of words matters. He finds nourishment at the very sight of you. That is not love. That is need on a mythic scale. So, no, Bedelia did not tell Will that Hannibal was in love with him. She told him something much worse.
I don't know if anyone cares but I just passed my permit test! This was a huge milestone for me as my depression and anxiety has impacted my life in such a debilitating way. Passing this test has made me excited for the first time in a long time and I can see myself a bit farther on the future having a job and going back to school. I'm so happy I can't even right now!!
Watching Hannibal and picking up on the foreshadowing that Will was meant to die at the end
sacrificing himself for Hannibal
“he became Achilles on the field of war, he died for him there, wearing his armour”
not that Will was wearing Hannibal’s armour in TWOTL but be finally accepted himself and shed his own ‘shield’
Fic idea where Will buys a sketchy house for unbelievably cheap, only to regret buying it because the house is haunted by a malevolent spirit (Hannibal) that wants him to please stop messing up his beautiful home with his blasphemous modern technology (also please stop tearing out the floorboards because you're going to find my medieval torture chamber and I will have to get rid of you no matter how attractive you are)
tv shows | movies | fanfiction#1...HANNIGRAM SUPPORTER˚✧₊⁎<3ao3: @laruangoso | fic requests welcome!
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