#i love mads mikkelsen

[wmissty]

I'm trying really hard to understand all of the fancy language they're using when they meet again in italy infront of the painting but to me it just sounds like they're confessing to each other 👀🤪

[occasional-shark-apologist]

As a bisexual, NBC’s Hannibal is so special, like it has multiple examples of gay representation and that gay representation is HOT

[iamarealkat]

Tristan and Isolde

mads mikkelsen as ‘tristan’ in “king arthur”, 2004

Tristan is a prince whose mother is the sister of the King, Mark. Both of his parents died when he was young, and he was raised by Gorvenal to be a gifted swordsman and musician (Tristan became an accomplished harp-player). Isolde, meanwhile, is a princess, the King of Ireland’s daughter. She is beautiful and fair-haired and admired far and wide.

Cornwall is bound by fealty to Ireland, which demands that Cornwall send 300 youths and 300 maidens to Ireland as tribute.

However, if a Cornish champion could beat the Irish giant Morholt (the King’s brother-in-law) in single combat, the King of Ireland agreed that the tribute would not need to be paid.

Tristan defeats Morholt, but is badly wounded with a poisoned spear. He is left on a ship to die. But the ship finds its way to the shores of Ireland, where Tristan is taken into the royal palace. The sorceress queen cures him with an incantation, and Tristan falls in love with Isolde, to whom he reveals his true identity. When she learns that he has killed Morholt, her uncle, she declares her hatred for him, and Tristan returns to Cornwall.

Mark wants to marry Isolde, so he sends Tristan as his ambassador, to bring Isolde back to Cornwall so they can be wed. In Ireland, the wedding agreed, the sorceress queen bids Isolde farewell, but gives a love potion to the maid-servant named Brangien, with instructions to give it to the married couple on their wedding night.

On the voyage to Cornwall, Tristan and Isolde need a drink and both drink the love potion, not realising that it isn’t wine. They promptly fall in love. After the wedding of Mark and Isolde, Brangien – realising that the error with the love potion is all her fault – takes the place of Isolde in King Mark’s bed on the wedding night, to trick the King into thinking she is Isolde. Meanwhile, the real Isolde is in Tristan’s arms.

Mark doesn’t realise the deception for a while, although the rumours are all around the court. Eventually, his most loyal barons tell him that Isolde is unfaithful. Although Mark banishes Tristan from the palace, Tristan and Isolde continue to meet in secret. When they are discovered together, they are sentenced to death by burning. However, the lovers escape, and go on the run together.

They go and live as a poor couple in the woods, until one day, King Mark discovers them, walking in on them while they’re both fast asleep. But when he sees the sword between them and realises the lengths they have gone to in order to guard their love, he feels sorry for them, and replaces the ring on Isolde’s finger as a sign that he forgives her. He also places his sword between them, in place of Tristan’s, as a token or gift for his former knight.

When the two lovers wake, they are so moved by the King’s mercy and kindness that they return to court. Mark welcomes Isolde back, but he tells Tristan he cannot remain at court. He is exiled from Cornwall and goes to live in Brittany, where he marries another woman named Isolde, oddly enough: Isolde of the White Hands, as she is known.

Tristan remains loyal to Isolde and cannot make love to his new wife (Isolde of the White Hands). He is wounded in battle (as before, with a poisoned lance), but this time there is no cure. As he lies dying, he asks one of his companions, Kaherdin, to go and tell Isolde (as in King Mark’s wife, Tristan’s first love) that he is dying and he wants to see her one last time.

Tristan tells Kaherdin to hoist a white sail to his ship if he is successful in locating Isolde, but a black sail if he fails. (Compare this plot detail with the ancient Greek legend of Theseus, too.) Unfortunately, Tristan’s wife hears of this plan.

Kaherdin finds Isolde and she agrees to come and see her true lover. However, Isolde of the White Hands, Tristan’s wife, lies and tells her husband that she has seen Kaherdin’s ship bearing a black sail. Heartbroken, Tristan dies. Isolde arrives with Kaherdin and learns she has missed Tristan, who has already departed this life. She dies of a broken heart shortly afterwards, her lips locked with Tristan’s in one last kiss.

[turnabout-soda]

you and i have begun to blur

[d0g-b0n3z]

Just busy thinking about what’s up tumblr dot com !!

[gyllenhaux]

hi

[undead-dumbass]

I am watching Hannibal season 3 for the first time (don’t judge me I start a show then read fics then finish the show) and the way I got to mad a Hanni after he left Will! And then cheated on him with his own ex therapist??? I was pissed

[vincestories]

TW: Angst, a lil blood, Not proofread (English isn’t my firt language)

Mentions of Grindeldore

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Who Will Love You Now

The wind whistles loudly in Grindelwald's ears as he starts to fall. It was cold, despite all the layers he wore.

But just as fast as he began to fall, he stopped.

Instead, he found himself laying in the same spot where he had drained the baby qilin of its blood. There was nothing but silence around him, and for a moment, he felt like he could forget everything and lay there in peace. But then the throbbing sensation in his left hand pulled him back to reality. A steady rhythm of something that wasn’t his own heart, it was the feeling of Dumbeldores. as if it had been imprinted onto the palm of his hand from the duel. He hastily sits up and starts to rub his palm furiously against the fabric of his tailored pants.

He wanted to shout. He wanted to scream.

"Who will love you now, Dumbledore?" His own words still echo in his ears. Just behind the sound of the phial breaking, he could have done it right then and there. He could have killed Albus. He could have listened to the rage clenching its dirty claws around his beating heart. He could have ripped it out and pushed it into Albus' chest. Pierce it right through him with all the hatred he felt. But that damned rhythm had been slamming itself against Dumbledore's ribcage, seeping through his clothes before finally nestling into Grindelwald's left palm.

𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

He slowly turns his hand and looks at the now irritated skin of his palm. Just there, barely visible, shines the scar. He had never noticed it before, never really cared to look. He always thought of the phial as their only proper bond...

𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘈𝘭𝘣𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳?

Does he ever run his fingers tenderly over it? Gellert drops his wand onto the cold, stoney ground, as if it no longer mattered. Instead, his now empty but shaking right hand slowly moves towards the palm of his left. His index finger moves across the scar, soft, almost like a ghost's touch. But still, it burned.

𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰, 𝘋𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦?

He replaces his index finger with his right thumb and gently scratches the scar with his nail. He feels the same clench around his heart again. Anger. Rage. Hatred.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢. 𝘞𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘛𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.

His vision blurs and he pushes down. No, he digs down and starts scratching as if his life depends on it. It takes him no time to break the skin and, slowly, his own blood covers his hand.

But the steady beat of a heart that no longer belongs to him doesn’t disintegrate. Instead, it moves up his arm and lays itself like a suffocating blanket over the claws around Gellert's heart. It tightens until he’s sure that his heart will give up on him. He can feel the cracks breaking it into pieces and turning it into dust that clogs up his throat. It builds and builds until...

A scream finally rips out of his chest. An outburst of pain. So much pain. He cradles his left hand close to himself as the mountains echo his cries back to him, showing just how utterly alone he truly is.

𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘰𝘸?

[cannibal-stag]

hannibal is so cringefail because how do you successfully get away with literal murder and cannibalism for years all while being a well respected sophisticate and food connoisseur and then risk it all for a guy covered in dog hair who is also an asshole and also wants to kill you real bad

[kazoozled]

i need mads mikkelsen so bad bro please kiss me on the mouth you sexy sexy old man

[wmissty]

GJYDKH WOAHWOAHWOAHWOAH AWEebqhWAGHHHGGHH GHHQRHHWRTH

[suchawrathfullamb]

We cannot forget that Hannibal, in the script, sees Will after those three years and one of his comments is: "your hands are rough" like damn. he was like "who is treating you so poorly my baby? if you were with me that would NEVER happen. your hands would've been smooth boy"

[iamarealkat]

FIFTH COURSE - COOKING APRON

(already my last post of this series)

mads mikkelsen by patrizio di renzo.

I had to do some research on the cooking apron Hannibal is wearing while preparing his culinary artwork since there appears to be nothing much but white cloth. Turns out it is a custom creation for the show and is made out of a white blend material, woven in a self-stripe pattern. To be honest I like its simplicity and the way it just wraps around the front and ties at the back of the waist.

By the way...the books reveal much more of his tastes and where he likes to shop.

So if you're interested in more...I'd start there.

And lastly some melodies to never forget:

dvořák will forever be my favorite.

[a-multifandom-mess12]

I love that Hannibal could be a fantastic psychiatrist if he wanted to be. But instead he’s just like. “What if. I make u worse?🤭😁”

[elixyzlio]

When I show up to the biggest Hannigram shipper competition but Mads Mikkelsen is already there:

[rocktheholygrail]

Hannibal 1x01 - “Apéritif”