This scene hurts me physically.
Putting his palm against the glass is such a pure gesture. It's as if he wants to say "I miss you" no, more than that, it's actually "I long for you, you are missing from my life".
Up until the moment Hannibal surrenders, he is usually the one to initiate physical contact, caressing Will's face or embracing him. But this. This right here is Will longing for him. For his touch. For his whole being. Not in a sexual way essentially. As he said, they are conjoined. Being separated just doesn't feel right for either of them.
And his eyes say even more. The longing is there, his eyes are so soft, he almost smiles in a bitter-sweet way. It's so frustrating for him that that damn glass wall is pulling them apart. Cause basically being far from Hannibal led to losing touch with his own self. He buried deeply again any urge to kill and pretended that he was happy with his mundane life.
But seeing Hannibal after 2 years made everything come back to him.
It's also such a comforting gesture. It's as if he tries to communicate something to Hannibal, it's as if he wants to comfort him. I personally believe that Will hates seeing Hannibal trapped in there. And Hannibal understands that, that's why he says later "don't worry about me, Will". They are able to communicate even like that, even when they are separated by a wall.
I could probably write thousands of words only about these few seconds. This scene is destroying me.
Hannibal 2x10 - “Naka-Choko”
i met one of my aunt's archaeologist friends/colleagues earlier today & he was telling me about legends that not too far from here there's the ghosts of a roman legion that people see walking up the cliff towards the edge of the sea and then off the edge of the cliff and onwards, because the coastline has receded so much since roman times that the 'land' they're used to walking on goes on far past the point it falls into the sea today. and like. OUGH. I don't even strictly believe in that type of ghost but I'm Obsessed with this image of them still interacting with landscape that has crumbled into the sea & completely disappeared over the thousands of years since they were alive. ghost landscapes Real
do me a solid and just reblog this saying what time it is where you are and what you’re thinking about in the tags.
changing his shirt (twice), reapplying perfume, combing his hair and wiping Will‘s chair down, using scented hand-lotion, combing his hair again, contemplating which tie will have Will end up in his lap
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This is AGONY baby where are you
In the middle of a fanfic and this shit happens
The world hates me
WHAT - I repeat - WHAT IS HAPPENING
If you must perceive me, at least let me be the most fuckable person you’ve ever perceived.
Anyone else going feral over the fact that he didn‘t start showing off his forehead until AFTER Hannibal tried to saw him open and gave him that scar? No?
the yassification of will graham