Obsessed With How Will Graham Showed Up To Work Twitching, Sweating, And Visibly Distressed, And The

hannibal doing his. stupid. smile . don't fuckin g look at me

he's so happy . he's so happy to be sharing his favorite thing with his favorite person and feeling really truly seen and accepted by someone probably for the first time ever and he can't help smiling And the way he tries to push the smile down when he realizes he's doing it LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!! GO AWAY!!!!!

beauty is in the eye of the beholder

jungkook my fav beutiful butch lesbian i miss you💔

[441/547] — until we meet again, jungkook ♡

Apulian Red-figure skyphos depicting the myth of Actaeon, ca 400 - 350 BC

In which Will and Hannibal have a brief conversation about divine law and expectations.

“Are you familiar with the story of Actaeon, Will?”

A digression. Another digression. He’s used to these by now.

“I can tell you want to tell me whether I have or not.”

A tilt of the head, a not-quite smile. Hannibal is, in most things, the elegance of restraint.

“I do not mean to bore you with my recounting.”

“Tell me.”

“Actaeon is a great hunter. He stumbles upon the goddess Diana bathing in the woods.”

“And I assume a swift overreaction followed.”

“The punishment of gods can never be said to be an over, or indeed under, reaction. Divine law is always a matter of poetic justice.”

“What does she do to him?”

“His punishment for this transgression is to be transformed into a stag. Only to be torn apart by his own dogs, who no longer recognize him for who he was.”

He laughs. He can’t help it. This is on the nose, even for Hannibal.

Hannibal doesn’t even blink, watching him.

“Is that supposed to be some kind of warning?”

“Do you see a warning in it?”

“A hunter torn apart by his own dogs? Yeah, it’s hard not to.”

“You place yourself in the role of the transgressor, not the transgressed.” He notes mildly “Do you ever find yourself worrying that one day your fellow investigators might mistake you for quarry?”

Does he? Of course he does. Every day. Every time he steps onto another crime scene. Hannibal knows that.

“As long as there aren’t any skinny-dipping goddesses around, I think I should be fine.”

“Do you believe that Actaeon knew what he would find?” Hannibal asks, “Perhaps he did not expect to see her any more than you might.”

“It doesn’t matter, does it? He was a hunter. Whatever he expected, the end result was always going to be the same, whether he saw a goddess or not.”

“What result?” Hannibal tilts his head again, a clock-work mimic of interest.

“Spilled blood and baying hounds.”

I'm always changing but I'm always true to myself

male loneliness leads to evil but female loneliness leads to rpf

Secretary (2002)

directed by Steven Shainberg

the idea that in ho literally changed the rules of the game in season 2 to try to prove to gi hun that people are selfish no matter what and that giving people the option to split the money and go home won’t change anything is sending me rn like buddy you’re literally So obsessed with this man. you want him on your side so badly and you care about this so much.