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10 years ago today, "Aperitivo" first aired (June 25, 2015).

"Because I wanted to run away with him."

"I wasn't decided when I called him. I just called him. I deliberated while the phone rang. I decided when I heard his voice."

"You told him we knew."

"I told him to leave. I wanted him to run... Because he was my friend. Because I wanted to run away with him."

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"You're not tempted to forget?"

I don't want to forget. I'm building rooms in my memory palace for all my friends."

"Friendship is blackmail elevated to the level of love."

"A mutually-unspoken pact to ignore the worst in one another in order to continue enjoying the best."

Hannibal 3x04 - "Aperitivo"

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“HA!”

JACOB ANDERSON & SAM REID as LOUIS DE POINTE DU LAC & LESTAT DE LIONCOURT in INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE (2022 —)

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One of my favourite behind the scenes from Hannibal (Season Three). Mads and all that blood 🔥

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my mama cursing me and my entire bloodline for forgetting to do the dishes holy

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Will 🗣️ Graham 🗣️ the 🗣️ throat 🗣️ GOAT 🗣️ 🐐

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“y-you were supposed…to leave.”

“we couldn’t leave without you.”

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egil has like 7 death scenarios. i think there are good scenes btwn him and alette if she survived

More Banner Saga

Seriously massive Banner Saga 1 spoilers under the cut:

My heart hurts too Rook... I'm so sorry you lost everything.

I played this game over a short time span so everything hit so much harder than before...

Also I got the "Beat The Odds" achievement and only 7% of people got it... how many of you killed my poor shield boi Egil??? Was it really that easy to do?

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Thinking about characters who never say "I love you."

Thinking about relationships that revolve around the intimacy of knowing and being known. Of understanding someone so completely and the terror of realising that they also understand you.

Thinking about love. The kind that lives in actions and silences and companionship shared between people who did not know before that comfort could look like this.

Thinking about characters who can't meet their own eyes in the mirror. Who look at their partner like the ocean looks at the sky. Who don't see their partner looking back.

Thinking about people who fear being abandoned. Who seek freedom in separation yet always find peace in returning to each other.

Thinking about bonds that transcend labels because some words don't need to be said in order to be heard.

Thinking about characters who never say "I love you" but instead say, "I see you, and I'm still here."

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js a couple days ago op was debating even watching hannibal fyi

I don't usually like older man

But Mads as Hannibal is getting to me...

Someone take this show away from me before I become unhinged on main

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Doing research for my Hugh Dancy polygram twins 50th birthday fic where Bobby gets triple-P’d by Nigel, Adam & Will as Nolan fucks his throat & sucks Tonny off whilst Tonny fingers his arse & just seen 3cocks1hole & it is possible but I think I need LOOOOOOADS of lube for Bobby!

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happy hugh dancy day to all those who celebrate <3

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I assure you: somebody, somewhere, is on the exact same wavelength as you are.

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insanely good

Dissecting a surgeon: The anatomy of Hannibal Lecter

Hannibal Lecter isn’t just one man. I like to think of him exactly the way he displayed Beverly Katz: He’s layered, more vulnerable and personal with each part. The trick to understanding Hannibal is getting to know all those layers separately, then knowing which one is appearing on the screen. In the show Will states how Hannibal follows different trains of thought at once, but I believe he also wears different skins that somehow all belong to him. Like a Matryoshka doll. He has countless different faces that he switches around daily, even hourly. Some are stored in dusty attics in his mind, others are next to his door to pick up before he leaves the house first thing in the morning. I probably don’t even get near knowing all of them, let alone fully understand all of them. But the trick is to know how to distinguish them and which are important. Here’s my attempt at a dissection of his psyche.

At first there is, obviously, his Person suit.

The person suit is Hannibal’s social persona. His public image and the almost God-like reputation he’s carefully built around himself over the years. It’s the personality meant to impress and express. For friends and acquaintances and maybe even strangers. The Person suit was an unbreakable shield before his identity as killer was made public. The Person suit exists in three shapes: The Host, The Professor and The Artist. Here’s what they represent.

The Host is somewhat of a Narcissus-like figure. Self possessed, but in a way that makes people adore him because it appears rather as self awareness when it comes to his talents and qualities than arrogance. The host is charming, confident, entertaining and gifted. He’s an amazing cook and an amazing character to have attending your party. He’s the kind of man you compare yourself to when you realise you’re failing at life. The same goes for the Professor. Intelligent, well-spoken, a respected and admired name in his field. The Artist is a bit more personal, and a little more reserved for friends. The Artist is emotional and very sensitive. To the arts, obviously. The artist is enthusiastic despite his calm and sophisticated nature. He picks up a pencil and creates a masterpiece, the Artist attends the opera and is the one to start a standing ovation. The Artist cries when he reads a poem and composes his own music on obscure instruments he happens to own. He’s in love with beauty, always reaching for it. And he believes, or knows, that he himself is beautiful. The entirety of Hannibal’s person suit is deeply satisfied with himself, because he represents an image of perfection. An ideal. Almost like a god. Powerful, multidimensional, but alone.

Second, Dr Lecter.

Dr Lecter is astute, cold, impersonal and mysterious. He’s well known for excelling in his profession, but he’s also a mystery and breaks borders others in his field shy away from. He’s admired, but he will always remain distant. Out of reach. He crawls into your head like a parasyte, but you’ll never get into his. He makes most feel like they are far beneath him and matching his level seems like the highest order there is. He likes to stand above his patients. To give them advice while at the same time managing to have a certain control over them and the unstable balance that will always favour him. Dr Lecter has an incredibly large ego, but he manages to hide it well. There’s no saying he’s morally corrupt or not. He doesn’t balance on the line of morality. He floats above it. 

Then there’s the Chesapeake Ripper.

Playful, clever, incredibly dangerous. Hannibal isn’t a psychopath, but the Ripper is. He has no feelings for remorse, guilt or pity. He’s a beast of a man with a set of very skilled hands and a brain. He believes in no one but himself and finds his way out of every situation. He’s also annoyingly flirtatious. A flatterer, almost. A shadow in an open field, that’s what he is. Standing out yet still invisible. Something ungraspable. Its own master. There’s no controlling the Ripper. You never really catch him. He’s witty and slippery. A snake in the tall grass.

For Will, and only for Will, there’s an alter ego connected to the Ripper. The wendigo. The monster. Which is soulless. A manifestation of corruption turned into something black and rotten. The Wendigo is the darkest side of Hannibal, because the Wendigo has no emotions. He’s a puppet. The shadow of a man from the deepest pits of Hell. For everyone except Will, however, The Wendigo is the enemy. The darkness that quite literally beams out of the killer and takes shape because he can’t hold it all in. An omen of misfortune, for Will a warning for approaching darkness in the worst parts of himself like poisonous vines. It’s what’s formed inside of him after so many years of doing unspeakable things and it’s something only Will (as far as we know) can visually see.

When we go deeper, there’s Count Lecter, who we don’t really get to know at all. Count Lecter’s whole personality is hidden behind the letters of his name. Proud, but extinguished. Once very powerful, but now just a glorious piece of history. A textbook reputation. Count Lecter belongs to the castles that are his property in Lithuania. Count Lecter is a name that belongs in the books. Hannibal probably feels a connection to him, but he’s like the promise made to him in his childhood that turned out to be a lot less fun than he expected. A title given to him by birth that now holds barely any meaning anymore except for his wealth and social status. Count Lecter is not a breathing part of him, but rather a thing he could have been.

Now there’s an interesting one. We know Mads often speaks of Hannibal as a fallen angel. A Lucifer inspired figure. This part of Hannibal is something more Devil-like. It’s the darker and more personal companion of his Person Suit charms. It’s less pretending, more savage. A deeply religious individual. He believes in God and absolutely despises him. He has dealt with betrayal. With pain and burden and it made him cruel. This part of him is a manifestation of his lust, his greed and his gluttony all together. That fallen angel is bitter in his core, but sly and challenging, too. He doesn’t try to hide his darkest desires, he just knows how to warp his words just so that only those who truly understand him know what he means. The fallen angel is also desperate for someone to understand his wrath and hold him company. He saw that person in Will. 

At last, obviously, there’s Hannibal.

Hannibal, who is vulnerable and devoted and naked under Will's eyes. Who is, I believe, the only part of him capable of love and it’s the part that wrecks him and the perfect shield of costumes he made for himself. Hannibal is the tears that come from true emotion instead of art. His ugly tears. Hannibal bears his wounds, his scars. Hannibal holds his child self hostage inside of him. Hannibal is the only one of them that has a heart, and it’s very teary and fragile and sensitive and it’s hurt so easily. Hannibal is the quivering hands with which he held the knife the night he stabbed Will and killed Abigail. Hannibal is his ritual of shattering teacups hoping they will restore themselves to prove that his own mistakes and wrongdoings can be fixed. Hannibal is the man who surrendered himself to the police, who carried Will home for miles and miles in the snow. Hannibal is who Will keeps chasing. Hannibal is the humanity he still carries within himself. The flesh and blood. The fool.

I think that understanding all these parts separately makes it easier to figure him out as a person. Either way, let me know if there’s anything I missed. Thank you for reading

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hannibal reference lol

love that Dreamstat was based on parts of loustat's relationship that louis couldn't reconcile with his narrative of lestat in s1 like those moments that softness that happiness and security and calm and sense of humor was part of their relationship, we get to see some of the worst parts of it but louis skipped most of the every day intimacies and yes he did love Lestat and yes lestat loved him and wasn't just a manipulative monster that needed to be put down and THAT is what haunts Louis, THAT is what he finds comfort in

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STEP ONE of treating that stab wound I gave you is letting me tonguefuck it

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The vampires out there are vicious.

Interview with the Vampire (2022 —)