I Love This More Than Anything 🩵🥹

Will and Hannibal's fisherman-prey relationship is so poetic to me. This hunt's only possible because both the hunter and the prey are hungry. Will casts his bait and waits for his dinner to swim to him; Hannibal is restless and curious and so damn hungry it makes him blind. They're both motivated by the desire to eat; they discover sustenance in each other and are greedy for it

days keep happening to me. and nights also. no say in it whatsoever

First time I read "hungarian" in your bio I was so sleepy I thought it meant you were always hungry. made sense w all the hannibal theme

they should have made hannibal hungarian can you imagine him cooking people in a bogrács?

What is happening

Was there any particular reason Hannibal always sat so properly with his legs crossed and hands folded in his lap during therapy sessions?

…..Yeah. Yeah, I think there was.

I Love Everything about this

Sometimes I watch the show and try to think of Hannibal’s perspective and it’s a total trip. Like. Imagine you’ve been able to control and pick and choose your emotions and reactions your whole life, due to being somehow psychopath-adjacent. And the only time you couldn’t was when you were little with your baby sister, and it’s probable that as your brain matured, the possibility of feeling and forming connections like that dried up entirely. You read the psychiatric journals, and occasionally there’s something about a man who can connect with others so deeply he can become an echo of them. And then you meet this man, and he mocks your comment about eye contact while holding yours.

An understanding passes between both of you that you have hidden depths. Instead of killing him, you bring him breakfast, and make him dinner, and serve him drinks. Instead of being able to toy with his mind without a care, you think of him and your chest clenches, and your gut swoops, and his face and voice and his rude little barbs invade your mind like glittering parasites that you can’t remove. These feelings are alien, and they’re also yours. You know, deep down, why you’re letting him live, why you stare after him, why you toe the line of risking it all for him. But you don’t want to face it. It’s terrifying, this horizon of who you are and can be that looms before you with no choice of your own.

Framing him presents a convenient opportunity for ridding yourself of this thing he brings on in you, this total lack of control, this fever-dream surrender that breaches the walls of your mind and the tics and tells of your body so effortlessly— but you miss him. You don’t miss anyone, and the one person you do is more of an imago that never was able to grow into her own real person. But the you you’ve helplessly become certainly does. You’ve become an addict. You cannot let him rot when his presence gave your monochrome world color, you can’t quit the drug you’ve always shunned. This is all a devil’s bargain, certainly, but you’ve already damned yourself, and all that’s left to do is plunge further. Oh and by the way. The infuriating man in question looks like this:

Like okay then, good luck not having the crashout of the century 😭

Guys, I’m actually so nervous. Hannibal is trending daily now, multiple times.

something I learned in film class is that the camera makes people look as if they’re standing further apart than they actually are, leading actors to have to stand uncomfortably close to each other to make it appear natural on screen. so my question is how fucking close were you standing to jensen ackles misha

Thesis: Hannibal fell in love with Will even harder because, not after, but because of Will‘s betrayal.

There is this perfect wonderful boy you‘ve become utterly obsessed with ever since laying eyes on him for the very first time. In season 2b Hannibal looses himself within the utter humanity that the promise brings to, very possibly, have his wildest dreams come true: this perfect boy is not only becoming your friend after you thought you‘d lost that friendship, he sees you for who and what you are, accepts you, and wants to join you. Imagine the unbearable elation he must have felt when Will brought him Randall Tier, cooked with him, I mean, no wonder Hannibal was loosing his mind.

Now this man betrays you. We all know Will devastated Hannibal (and I think Hannibal was both surprised and not surprised about how strongly he felt), but he also stepped from a place above all mankind, a place right beside Hannibal, to a place above Hannibal. His very own cruel God. Not someone for Hannibal to shape, to guide through his Becoming just how Hannibal sees fit, but someone better, higher, someone out of his manipulative reach. I think he fell all the more for him because Will refused to be taken in, how Hannibal wanted to take him (and how a part of Will wanted to be taken). Because, as all mortals, he realised he was truly powerless before his God. Will would either come to him, or he wouldn’t have him at all. And that ruined Hannibal entirely.

This is how I cope