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“someone help will graham” will graham does not need your help. will graham is an insane little man who willingly threw down a fully loaded, deadly weapon so that he could fight a dude in a bear suit capable of ripping a person limb from limb. will graham beat a man to death and broke his neck with his bare fucking hands — and enjoyed it AND came out unscathed. will graham does not need help, unless we’re talking about the sociopathic murdery kind of help
#watching naka choko and HE IS LITERALLY INSANE GUYS#idc that he was imagining hannibal HE BEAT A MAN TO DEATH#hannibal#nbc hannibal#will graham#txt :my thoughts are not often tasty:
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the raven who doesn’t run
qrow x Libra Stirling ( @banded-muses )
[ spin-off from the thread honesty /w Raven ]
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qrow crawls back down to his stomach, he buries his face into Libra’s thighs and lets his arms drape loosely over her tail and knees. yes, good. back to the blackness, the thoughtlessness, …but warmer this time.
So openly craving attention even if silent in asking for it? Something personal must’ve happened to him between his first and later messages. With a slight shift of her hips her tail is free and much more comfortably positioned now, and she’s settled in for a long sit here with him.
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[txt, 10:07AM] hey Lib. back in town for awhile.
[txt, 4:25PM] you around tonight? i could use some company
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[Qrow B] sorry for the delay from this morning, I’m covering rosies cqc classes today
[Qrow B] is it a join the other staff and I for drinks and bad fan fiction reading ‘need some company’ or night in, see where it goes ‘need some company’ because I can do either
[Qrow B] I’ve missed you around so it’s your call
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[txt: Lib] maybe people
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[txt: Lib] no drinks
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[Qrow B] head to my place then and we’ll go from there
[Qrow B] do you remember where the spare key is in case you get there before I do?
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[txt: Lib] yeah. thanks.
qrow lets himself in (after having to try the damn lock three times) and immediately flops face first over the armrest onto the nearest couch. because he is the best house guest ever.
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About twenty minutes later there’s a deep rumble from a motorcycle before the engine falls silent, footsteps following shortly behind. The door lock turns and opens, followed by a few steps, the sound of a bag being set down and zip of boots behind removed.
A hand squeezes the back of his calf gently before putting it as Libra passes off to the kitchen, “Good to see you again, Qrow.”
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he does not move for that entire twenty minutes, but he is very well aware of what her couch smells like. mostly regular old dust, and that’s okay. he is familiar with dust. but also hints of her shampoo, which seemed odd until he remembered how long her hair is.
he would count the stitches on the cushion if it meant not having to think about Raven right now.
‘hey,” his head turns to watch her, and he doesn’t flinch from her touch.
“good to see you too. …safe and back home.”
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Two glasses of water are brought in from the kitchen, one set down on the table beside the couch. Warm fingers reach down to carefully touch his head, waiting a silent permission before they would run through his hair a time or two.
His words spark a small, genuine smile. “It’s been so long, sometimes it doesn’t feel like coming back you know? Despite everything that’s still the same… it all feels so new and raw.”
She walks around him, lifting his legs up so she can sit in the sofa before letting his legs back down across her lap, absently she touches the center of her chest, clothes hiding the neat scar down her sternum. “Logically I know this doesn’t have anything to do with it, but sometimes I have to wonder…”
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“mmh,” qrow lets the tingle on his scalp sink in along with Libra’s words, and grumbles, “yeah, i know that feeling.” long missions kept him from ‘home’ for such extended periods that sometimes things would change in patch, and he never even noticed til later. he didn’t even want to think about once the girls came along and how much bigger they got every time he returned.
he sits, takes a drink of the water while upright, and sets it back down squarely in the middle of the table. he sees where she points. having pieces of other people, she means.
“hey, i’ve seen that kinda essence-sharing crazy, Lib. organ donation ain’t it,” it might sound too rough and insistent for reassurance, but he tries. qrow crawls back down to his stomach, turned with legs on the opposite side of the couch so his head can claim her lap. he buries his face into her thighs and lets his arms drape loosely over her tail and knees.
yes, good. back to the blackness, the thoughtlessness, …but warmer this time.
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How could they be so similar and always seem to be on different pages? She smiles as he settles himself back down on her lap and again begins to run her fingers through his hair in something not too dissimilar to how one would stroke a cat in their lap.
So openly craving attention even if silent in asking for it? Something personal must’ve happened to him between his first and later messages. With a slight shift of her hips her tail is free and much more comfortably positioned now and she’s settled in for a long sit here with him.
Gears whir quietly in her arm as the hand flexes idly before the gloved hand also works it’s way through his hair. “What do you want to do for dinner?”
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qrow tends to be on a different page than most people. his racing mind throws quick darts which landed on different conclusions, or even an entirely different board. and his mouth too often runs without a filter, but Libra’s not the type to call him out unless he truly deserves it.
he presses nothing, pushes nothing. her hand runs steady over his scalp, which means she can’t be too upset. his own emotional intelligence is spent for the day anyway; she has him pegged properly. he soaks in her affection, and even the touch of a machine helps recharge him.
a smirk spreads over her thigh at her question. his head tilts enough to gather flesh between his teeth and nip with the answer he has in mind, but then his stomach growls out a loud and convincing argument. in meeting with Raven, he hasn’t eaten since this morning, and his body got rather used to three square again after his stint in atlas.
arms fold over each other in her lap, and he lifts his head to rest his chin where they cross. “…m’not picky. yanno that. …leftovers? …takeout?”
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Cheeky as always isn’t he? She’s glad some things never change around here at least, Libra doubted that she’d be able to stay sane if Qrow of all people suddenly started treating her different for her arm or her new position. She gives him a light flick on the side of the head at his nibble and laughs warmly. “We can talk dessert after dinner.”
Her robotic hand leaves his hair while the other continues to stroke it back, resting on her chin as her head tilts in thought. Were there leftovers in the fridge? Did she even have anything prepared to make dinner tonight? No, and no. “Takeout it is. I’m craving noodles tonight, sound good to you?”
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qrow knows all people of all kinds. Libra’s the third in his life with a replacement arm. and what does that say about his semblance? not to believe something stupid like he doesn’t even see it anymore, but he’s learned better than to pity or to worry about it. now, maybe, if her thighs made for any less comfortable pillows or tasty of a snack, he’d have some complaints.
but certainly not enough to stop him.
he laughs, even after the day he’s had, finding a taste of the sense of normalcy sought after. he’ll hold her to it. his head turns, to attend better and to offer a little more surface area for her stroking, “noodles, then. i’ll buy. let’s find a menu.”
#* warmth as vehemently inevitable as the pain = banded muses ** libra *#* we may not be the brightest in the galaxy but we're here and we matter = starry skies *#* still got a long way to go = future volumes *#* save that for when you're older = suggestive *#* how do you think legends and fairy tales get started? = thread archive *
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no no no bc will asking hannibal, “how do you see me?” in episode one is so insane bc he wouldn’t have asked just anybody that. he was not inviting the scrutiny of anyone and i mean anyone. he didn’t want people to perceive him. the way he dresses, his glasses, his biting wit, his teacher persona… they’re all methods of self-protection to keep people from looking too closely. but he asks hannibal what he sees bc he really wants to know, and hannibal, who he has just met, doesn’t even hesitate to tell will something that no one else ever has before. something dangerous, something powerful said with admiration. with a smile.
#saw a gifset felt insane!#aperitif makes me crazy#hannibal#nbc hannibal#hannigram#txt :my thoughts are not often tasty:
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i watched mukōzuke the other day and i can’t stop thinking about that exchange between matthew and hannibal when matthew confirms that hannibal is the ripper.
and this just demonstrates so perfectly why hannibal is unique to will and vice versa, why it couldn’t have been just anyone, any other killer, for either of them. most serial killers hold a general disregard for life, and hannibal’s statement sounds like an oxymoron for a killer.
but for will and hannibal it is the very fact that they hold the meaning of life in such high regard that drives their desire to kill, to take it from those unworthy. hannibal operates on his own system of what could loosely be called “morality.” he compares his efforts to gods’ after all. a more honest god in his capriciousness than the one most people worship, the one who is “offended” by the innocence of beings like his sister. and what is will if not a judge jury and executioner — a more just one than the brokenness of the criminal justice system that sent him to prison for crimes he didn’t commit?
it is hannibal’s and will’s respect for life that binds them, and this is why the end of the show is so perfect. will finally accepts his righteous anger as beautiful, ridding the world of those like dolarhyde who’s selfish, sexual and delusional needs slaughter without cause.
hunting is problem solving.
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hannibal saying, “he should be careful what he wishes for” about chilton wanting to be him is soooooooo like i know that it’s a little joke about hannibal framing him as the ripper, but also being hannibal himself beyond the mask of the ripper is a horror that chilton would never survive
#hannibal’s recognition of his own monstrosity is something that can be personal and gut wrenching#hannibal#nbc hannibal#txt :my thoughts are not often tasty:
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imagine if will had taken chiyoh’s advice. imagine if instead of bringing a knife to the uffizi gallery, he walks up behind him and lays his hand on hannibal’s shoulder. when hannibal looks up at him, he bends down and kisses him without word.
#just played this like a little movie in my head and almost killer myself#hannibal#nbc hannibal#hannigram#txt :my thoughts are not often tasty:
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shipping is fun n everything, making up ur own little ideas and relationships and stuff, but hannibal and will really love each other like that, they really look at each other like that, nothing is fan service or performative queer rep or some lame attempt by the writers to make things deeper than they are. everything between them is so deeply profound and authentic and organic. their relationship is the point of the show, not a side effect, and there’s no believing otherwise whether people want to admit that it’s romantic or not (it is), and it is so rich. the subversive questions of human nature and love and morality and violence cut past the shallow content that gets pushed today out of some silly fear about irredeemable media, and sorry not sorry, but that is so much more gripping than some polished, sanitized relationship where two dudes can’t even kiss with tongue (but don’t worry it’s canon). all of that’s why there’s a hannibal fandom 7 years later and why people stay so long, and why there will probably still be a fandom in another ten years.
#just thinking about the merits of canon and how there’s got to be something behind it besides two guys kissing ya know#hannibal#nbc hannibal#hannigram#txt :my thoughts are not often tasty:
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don’t cry. if i saw you every day forever i would remember this time, ok?
#i know this is a trend but having this thought kind of sliced me in half#hannibal#nbc hannibal#hannigram#txt :my thoughts are not often tasty:
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people are crazy if they think jack doesn’t love will. he set up the agreement with hannibal bc he didn’t want to break him. he was going to implode his career by vouching for him on the stand. he takes him back as soon as will is released from the bschi. he’s ready to put his entire faith in him to catch hannibal. he goes all the way to italy for will after hannibal almost killed him. he ignores every red flag bc he believes that will is, at heart, a person worth fighting for. jack cares more for will than anyone else on the show, and if you think that jack’s character flaw of wanting justice negates all of this then i think you need to watch the show again. without the hannibal lecter does nothing wrong colored glasses on.
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this is all i ever wanted for you, will. i wanted you to be happy. i wanted you to shrug off this cloak of shame. i wanted you to be free from the prison that you made of yourself in your own body to make yourself palatable to the world. i wanted you to be able look someone in the eye without flinching because you are more beautiful and more powerful than they will ever be. i wanted you to be able to look at yourself in the mirror and not wish you were someone else. i wanted you to believe in yourself and know yourself as much as i do because you are worth knowing and righteous enough for the faith of a thousand believers. this is all i ever wanted for both of us. and most of all, i didn’t want you to be alone.
#‘this is all i ever wanted for you’ just slaughters me bc it’s so simple#no more elaborate metaphors and cryptic messages… just…. this is what i wanted for you#i have GOT to go throw up#hannibal#nbc hannibal#hannigram#txt :my thoughts are not often tasty:
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just thinking about how will’s pathology of contrapasso (punishment fits the crime) is more pointedly, punishing people with what they really want. when he kills randall, he makes him into a beast so that now “what I see will finally match what you feel.” when he pretends to kill freddie, he says that she had “a longing to be noticed.” being murdered will certainly get her that. the same goes for chilton. he wanted everyone to know his face, “now he doesn’t have one.” or rather, everyone will know the face that will gave him. if we’re to believe that hannibal and will have returned to kill bedelia at the end of s3, i can’t help but to think that will would tell her, “u wanted to get so close to hannibal, you wanted to crawl into the belly of the beast? well, here you go.” he even does this to hannibal. hannibal puts himself in prison for will after will rejects him, and will tells him that he knew that he would do it too. so, he lets hannibal sit in prison for three years with will knowing exactly where he is and where he can find him. even when he releases him from prison so that they can be together, it’s at a cost. but maybe the most tragic thing about will’s belief in the nature of contrapasso is that he is not exempt from it either. will is constantly punished by what he wants. he wants to save abigail so he’s forced to lie about her killing nick boyle. he wants to catch hannibal and he wants to be with hannibal and mizumono is the result. he wants to find hannibal in florence and forgive him only for hannibal take the bone saw to his head. and finally, he takes it all into his own hands in twotl. he accepts that he has enjoyed killing dolarhyde with hannibal and for that, he throws them both over the cliff.
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#the fucking longing and fondness in his eyes#this is one of my favorite line deliveries ever and i want it on my blog#hannibal#nbc hannibal#hannigram#hannibal lecter#txt :my thoughts are not often tasty:
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s3 starts out with ethics becoming aesthetics and god can’t save any of us bc elegance is more important than suffering, then by the end hannibal has saved will from muskrat farm and will decides to save hannibal from dolarhyde and they both save each other from a life separated, and twotl closes with hannibal quoting, “greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friend,” bc each other’s suffering IS more important than ethics, aesthetics, and elegance combined ‼️‼️‼️
#just sat here thinking about this for like half an hour straight#hannibal#nbc hannibal#hannigram#hannibal meta#txt :my thoughts are not often tasty:
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i’ve been having a lot of thoughts about hannibal and mischa lately due to a fic im working on involving hannibal having nightmares post fall, but it’s like this. hannibal is obsessed with having a family. it’s what he tried to build the entire show because family in the most ideal sense is the one place where you can unequivocally normalize group behaviors and feel accepted without judgment, and all that began with mischa, his flesh and blood, the person to whom he is irrevocably linked by the same dna and the same womb. and i think he felt this way from very early on, feeing strange and different from everyone else around him and when he saw mischa for the first time, a soft, vulnerable, impressionable baby who would look up to him without question, he saw pure acceptance, and pursued it relentlessly. he forms such an attachment to her that he is jealous of even their mother or father holding her. he takes over feeding her and bathing her and dressing her so that he is the only person from whom she will stand this care and ultimately this control. he holds her so much that he delays her motor developments and only relents bc he knows that she will follow his every footstep. he tells her there are monsters under her bed or in her closet to scare her into his arms as night. he terrifies her classmates when she starts school so that she still will only want to be around him. he makes her his perfect little parrot. unquestioning in her devotion to him. he can never be abnormal to her because she has known him as her caretaker since she was an infant. and he wants to hold onto this so much that he would do anything. he feels that he couldn’t live without it. so when he loses this, when someone takes this from him, it’s not just his sister, but an entire half of his being ripped away from him and destroyed. it’s only natural then that he would eat her to take her back inside him, to live instead of die with her. if she is inside him, he can never be without all that she gave him. he can continue to love her forever rather than hate her for making him weak and leaving him.
#hannibal#nbc hannibal#mischa lecter#hannibal lecter#hannibal meta#txt :my thoughts are not often tasty:
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just before will enters the catacombs and tells hannibal that he forgives him, we see him and his vision of abigail sitting together in the chapel discussing hannibal’s feelings towards them and what might’ve happened if they had all left together. finally, will begins to cry because he understands, at last. the line that he says as abigail’s throat begins to bleed is him speaking as hannibal. he steps into hannibal’s pov and watches abigail die, all of those possibilities of family dying with her. he realizes that hannibal really did make the only world that he could for abigail. the only world in which she could still be herself and be accepted was with will and hannibal, and will would’ve destroyed that if he’d turned hannibal in. he accepts the punishment and lets abigail go bc he accepts that it was deserved in hannibals eyes. it wasn’t a senseless act of violence. he understands hannibal’s broken heart and goes down into the catacombs to forgive hannibal just as hannibal forgave him.
#i’m alone in my bedroom having thoughts and feelings and revelations#hannibal#nbc hannibal#hannigram#hannibal lecter#will graham#abigail hobbs#hannibal meta#txt :my thoughts are not often tasty:
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when will released the prisoner and put chiyoh in a position where she either had to defend herself with violence or die, he literally just did the same thing to her that hannibal did to him with gjh, but on the train in the beginning of contorno, he frames his manipulation as relieving her from her “distress” — her distress being, when it’s broken down, spending her days in silent, non violent judgment of the man who killed mischa. he frames his actions as positive just like hannibal does. hannibal wished to relieve will of his own distress of never fulfilling his darker urges to pass judgment on the killers that he caught. at the root of it, will’s distress came not from hannibal’s action but from the moral cognitive dissonance between justice and violence. chiyoh forces him to realize this later when she remains firmly grounded in her morals about violence. she is not like him, “malleable” like him, even though he did to her what hannibal did to him. will can’t blame hannibal for his own faulty moral grounding that existed before he even knew him. the fear of “becoming” hannibal isn’t just about a lust for violence, but about the entire framework of how they both view violence, how they judge people by their own moral codes, and how they both feel compelled to manipulate those around them into feeling the same way — and into participation.
#i like how every time i pick up my rewatch i can’t get through an episode without pausing to write a post lol#hannibal#nbc hannibal#hannigram#hannibal meta#will graham#chiyoh#txt :my thoughts are not often tasty:
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