#hannibal s03e13

[pesky--dust]

You have no idea how big supporter of the theory that the fall from the cliff never happened I am.

Like— The first scene of the series didn't even happen because Will was so immersed in the story he was telling during the lecture. It was only his imagination; at the crime scene Will quickly receives confirmation of all his conclusions, such as the fact that the marriage was tapped and I truly doubt electricians would have been called immediately to the crime scene along with the police, ambulance and FBI. And then he is suddenly “magically” back in the classroom from the house of the victims, when he says, “Everyone has thought about killing someone one way or another. Be it your own hands or the hand of God”.

And since the first scene of the series didn't take place at all, why wouldn't it be the same with the ending? During the battle with Francis Dolarhyde, Will sees him with the wings of a red dragon, something that is unreal. He is also only imagining that.

And the fall is also from Will's perspective, so did it really happen? Or is this only a metaphor for his fall as a human being? He genuinely felt that the brutal pack hunting he shared with Hannibal was beautiful, so he finally accepts his dark nature — he falls as a good and moral man, descending into the depths of crime (ocean).

I love it so much. I'm sorry.

[graciereadshannigram]

NBC's Hannibal really Did That and created the most compelling and beautiful allegory for coming out in a world that is inherently violent towards queerness and treats it as horrifying, disgusting, and psychotic.

top of mind right now is Will's Becoming, started in S01E01 and fully completed in S03E13. buckle in folks, this may end up being a long one.

following the allegory, both episodes feature Will and Hannibal sharing a queer experience with one another.

in the first, Will (at this point, deeply closeted and in denial) engages with GJH in an effort to protect Abigail. Hannibal (also closeted, but more out of self preservation, certainly not out of shame) isn't directly involved, merely a passive observer, but he did orchestrate the experience by calling GJH to warn him they were coming. obviously, his actions at this point are driven by curiosity. what will GJH do? and what about Will? clearly, Hannibal has clocked Will as similar to himself (aka queer), but can see that Will is in deep denial and terrified of his urges.

and it's just so powerful to see that Will's first explicitly queer experience is within the context of self sacrifice for the good of someone else. he wouldn't have chosen it, but he had to do it. at this point, this is the only way his psyche will accept his queerness. this scenario also gives him plausible deniabilty about his reasons for engaging GJH. it allows him to admit to Alana that he feels "good" after the whole event, claiming that he feels good because he saved Abigail. even though we know at least part of the reason he feels good is that he finally got to indulge this particular urge.

but even so, the whole point of season 1 is Will struggling with his guilt. he has nightmares. he thinks he's a monster.

(side note: i also think it is just so perfect that it takes Will ten shots to get GJH, like of course our sweet baby queer boy having his first queer experience isn't very experienced. i can hard relate)

fast forward to the series finale, we find Will and Hannibal having yet another queer experience with one another, but this time they are equal participants and it is Will, not Hannibal, who ultimately orchestrated this encounter.

and what is so wonderfully interesting to me is that a (very) small part of Will seems to remain conflicted about what his role will be in this scenario right up until it is actually happening. will he walk away, leaving Hannibal and the Red Dragon to their own devices, and return to his heteronormative family? will he be an active participant with Hannibal? will he simply be a passive observer? the moment Will decides he's going to participate is so clear and this is the moment he fully, 100% comes into himself and arrives at full self acceptance.

and then, when it's finally over, and Hannibal holds him while saying, "see? this is all i ever wanted for you. for both of us." and Will, his eyes quite literally shining with joy and love says, "it's beautiful" while clutching Hannibal and resting his head on his chest, enjoying the embrace (do NOT get me started on Hannibal's expression of pure ecstasy, i will explode).

and to wrap it all up, we see Will quite literally take a leap of faith in the arms of his most beloved before tumbling off the cliff. together.

like. that is so fucking beautiful???? and i don't think there is ANY piece of media that will ever have this type of impact on me again?

anyway. congrats if you made it this far and stay tuned for more ramblings as i get my thoughts in order lmao i just really fucking love this entire show.

[deerainy]

just rewatched the wrath of the lamb and I need to know if people feel that way too but it's the only episode that feels like it's going too fast, like it's so so so good that I don't have time to realise time has passed, it feels like it only lasts fifteen minutes, I even try not to blink to not miss any details and I'm literally giggling and reciting all the lines while watching it, is this normal? does anybody relate?

[not-psychotic]

will just standing there watching all this with a glass of wine and a hand in his pocket 😭😭

[tedrailmi]

Hannibal, S03E05 x S03E13

[hughdancybabyface]

Hannibal S03E13 "The Wrath of the Lamb" Hannibal and Will almost kiss

[cantaloupe]

Hannibal S03E13: The Wrath of the Lamb // “The Last of Fanfare” Carl Phillips

[cartsandhorses]

haha I wrote a thing

As idle as A Painted Ship Upon a Painted Sea (1334 words) by sisyphus_is_tired Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hannibal (TV) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Winston (Hannibal) Additional Tags: Post-Episode: s03e13 The Wrath of the Lamb, cannibalism in mention only, Post-Fall (Hannibal), Will Graham is NOT putting sailors to shame with his swearing, and for that i apologize, Ficlet, Hannibal Lecter Loves Will Graham, Will Graham Loves Hannibal Lecter, mentioned will graham's dogs, Sassy Will Graham, Biblical Scripture References (Abrahamic Religions), No plot other than grumpy Will, Mentioned Freddie Lounds, literal fluff without plot Summary: Years into their rebirth, their renouncement of conventional society and when storms have calmed, Will reevaluates his life choices. Namely, the occasional notification he receives from a certain individual trying to uproot his life when that's already been done before

[adflictionem]

Cigarettes After Sex

Rating: Teen and Up

Fandom: Hannibal (TV)

Pairing: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter

Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter

Tags: Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, With the faintest touch of angst, Super faint i swear, Smoking, Will Graham Smokes, Shotgunning, Hannibal disapproves of Will's pick of cigarettes, they're in brazil, Making Out, Kissing, Boys Kissing, Biting, Bruises, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, as per usual, References to Ancient Greek Religion & Lore, or references to it, Pet Names, Will Graham Loves Hannibal Lecter, Hannibal Lecter Loves Will Graham, Murder Husbands, Post-Fall (Hannibal), Post-Episode: s03e13 The Wrath of the Lamb, Obsessive Behavior

Summary: Hannibal finds Will smoking the worst brand of cigarettes ever made by mankind on their balcony. Despite his show of displeasure, shotgunning ensues, because Will looks too damn appealing when smoking.

Word count: 4.3k

[pesky--dust]

Thinking very casual thoughts about the parallel between Shiizakana (s02e09) and The Wrath of the Lamb (s03e13).

Shiizakana:

In Will's dream, Hannibal is tied to a tree with a rope, which is pulled by Ravenstag, strangling him. Will demands that Hannibal admit what he is, but Hannibal suggests that if that's what Will wants, he should appeal to his better nature. Will says that he wasn't aware Hannibal had one. It is Will who controls the situation here, whistling to order Ravenstag to pull the rope around Hannibal harder.

After Hannibal's famous words (No one can be fully aware of another human being unless we love them. By that love we see potential in our beloved. Through that love we allow our beloved to see their potential. Expressing that love, our beloved's potential comes true.) Will sees a Wendigo bonded to the tree instead of Hannibal.

With the help of Ravenstag, who symbolizes his connection to Hannibal, Will kills not Hannibal but the Wendigo. He realizes that if he wants to take revenge on Hannibal, he must do it through love (Will has heard enough.).

The Wrath of the Lamb:

Hannibal is indeed bonded, and Will achieved this through Hannibal's love for him. Rejected, Hannibal preferred to be truly tied down and wait for who knows how long for Will rather than remain free but alone.

Will's subconscious resulted in him persuading Hannibal to admit who he really was, just as he had dreamed about it.

[tina-mairin-goldstein]

Rating: Mature

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category: M/M

Fandom: Hannibal (TV)

Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham & Abigail Hobbs & Hannibal Lecter, Chiyoh & Hannibal Lecter

Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Abigail Hobbs, Chiyoh (Hannibal)

Additional Tags: Post-Fall (Hannibal), Post-Episode: s03e13 The Wrath of the Lamb, Amnesia, Hurt Will Graham, Hurt Hannibal Lecter, Vulnerable Hannibal Lecter, Will's probably a little bratty, There are probably some medical inaccuracies, Will Graham Loves Hannibal Lecter, Hannibal Lecter Loves Will Graham (he just doesn't remember right now), Abigail Hobbs Lives, Murder Husbands, Murder Family, Recovering Memories, Cannibalism, Language of flowers challenge: Rosemary/Remembrance

Language: English Collections: Words Are Not the Only Way

[not-psychotic]

RAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH

[tedrailmi]

Hannibal, S01E01 x S02E07 x S02E08 x S02E12 x S03E13

"You are obsessed with Will Graham." "I'm intrigued." "Obsessively."

[hughdancybabyface]

Hannibal S03E13 "The Wrath of the Lamb"

[lalinna]

S03E13 - Here we are

1 - The Dragon and Hannibal are both serial killers. Hannibal has killed far more people. But he is FUN. The Dragon is just creepy, and exactly the kind of creepy you get disgusted by and root against. So we have a blast with Hannibal and want to see the Dragon dead. Bravo, show!

2 - I don't think Will needed to pay Bedelia that last visit, but whatever, her mask really fell when she called him arrogant and such and such, didn't it? Like a jealous, petty ex. Darling, you may have once been "the Bride of Frankenstein", but Will is his forever wife. At least she knows that if Hannibal escapes, she's dinner.

3 - Alana still looks awesome, even when she's a little more subdued.

4 - I love that glass house. But maybe Hannibal shouldn't have dangled himself that much in front of the window.

5 - Let's go, slow-mo bloodbath!

6 - Yes, I had seen the final scene before. But it's much cooler in context. It is, indeed, quite beautiful.

7 - This show was a celebration of great, terrible beauty. Such a gorgeous, compelling nightmare. Bryan Fuller is f**** brilliant.

[wolverton]

My bones are your bones, and your bones are my bones, and isn't that enough? (Ada Limón, from The Carrying: Poems; “A new national anthem”)

THE APOCRYPHA

by wolverton

T | Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter | Oneshot | 633

SUMMARY

Their graceful, introspective, tumble.

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Episode: s03e13 The Wrath of the Lamb, Missing Scene, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Introspection

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In the moment, the allure of the water had been impossible to resist—not to say that resisting had even crossed his mind. To tip over, it seemed only too natural; to bring Hannibal down with him (as Hannibal had brought him), even more so.

With the cocktail of familiar and unfamiliar emotions both still swirling through his veins, hands still shaking from the dose of adrenaline his system had been assailed with, one thought outshone the barrage of others, one alone stood stark and clear against the dark backdrop of his mind: this is where it ended; where they ended.

Mere hours ago, his future (their future) seemed like a faraway thing; up in the air, ambiguous at best. Much too abstract to begin dissecting as yet. Now, he could see, he could really see; all that had happened through the course of the past years that his life had become so inexplicably tied and twisted with that of Hannibal Lecter—it was all leading to this moment; years of hurt and violence and pain and hurt and violence culminating in this brutal pack hunting of a lesser predator.

And it could not have ended in another way.

It could not have ended more beautifully.

Will had allowed himself a singular moment if indulgence. Maritime wind caressed his face, swept the blood-soaked curls out of his eyes, granted him in its benignity the chance to look upon the man upon whom he had laid his trembling hands.

Hannibal, a living, breathing tableau crafted by the hands, teeth and the bullet of the Red Dragon. It was poetic righteousness, and beyond; such beauty as that which had emerged from him—raw and unfiltered, bloody and hard-won— left Will wanting for words. Left Will, also, with the most dogged certainty of his next move; their next move, for there would no longer be one without the other.

Falling feels weightless. Nobody had ever told him so, and he had never really thought about it. The observation had come unbidden, with a sort of childish excitement at the newfound realization.

Time suspended. There was nothing but Will and Hannibal, Hannibal and Will, Will and Hannibal and Will and the lack of ground beneath their feet, the wind lashing their conjoined form as it cut through the air.

And gravity.

It was so kind as to guide them just the right way.

Blood rushed through his ears—or was it the sound of their descent? Or was it their heart, pounding through his head by the way of their veins? Whatever it may have been, it muted the sound of their collision. It softened the blow of a thousand tiny needles biting into his skin, their skin, their skin that was his.

They plunged deeper and deeper, his world transforming into a blur of blacks and greys. The water may as well have consisted of solid ink, and it felt like no water at all; none that Will was familiar with: this was no wading into the quiet of his beloved stream. The stream, at any rate, was nothing but a faded memory in the back of his mind, much too gentle and peaceful to sustain the violent onslaught of this void which grasped them, glutted on them, swallowed them whole.

It had no right to, and it had every right to. It was the void and it did as it alone bid. It would spit them out, or it would not. In the moment, the ocean which was the void which was the ocean was the judge and the jury and—potentially, if it so pleased—the executioner; and with a wry twitch of his numb, freezing lips, Will thought that Jack might enjoy this metaphor, macabre as it was; Hannibal at last standing trial.