Obviously write what you want, but fics where Steve is genuinely scared of Billy or Eddie (because of how they look or where they live or the fact that they listen to devil music or whatever) it just takes me out of it. Steve Harrington? Throw the first punch and start a fight no matter how wrong he is Steve? Come out swinging worry about it later Steve Harrington? We're talking about the guy who routinely takes on monsters and soldiers right? The guy who said fuck my friends and everyone else in this town if they don't like who I am loving and threatened to shove a can of spray paint down his best friends throat if he said one more gdamn word about her? The guy who picks a fight with stronger dudes twice a season and treats getting his ass beat like that's just the risk you take? 😆 The man is a menace and needs to rethink his life choices.
Personally I think these ships work because he's so ready to stand on business win or lose. 🤷🏾♀️ He's metal. He just does it in a polo shirt.
the absolute funniest plot of nbc hannibal is the fact that the fbi is looking for a serial killer that is highly skilled in evading the police and has been killing for decades in multiple countries, and then they hired a guy who showed up to work like this every day to catch him.
Sophia Loren and Jayne Mansfield (1957) Julia Bowen and Sofia Vergara (2014) Maude Apatow and Sydney Sweeney (2021)
I eat it up every time
If I was Will Graham I’d ask him to tenderize my gspot next cause look at him oh my god
Happy Lizard Fashion Day to those who celebrate.
neither of us will be missed
Obviously write what you want, but fics where Steve is genuinely scared of Billy or Eddie (because of how they look or where they live or the fact that they listen to devil music or whatever) it just takes me out of it. Steve Harrington? Throw the first punch and start a fight no matter how wrong he is Steve? Come out swinging worry about it later Steve Harrington? We're talking about the guy who routinely takes on monsters and soldiers right? The guy who said fuck my friends and everyone else in this town if they don't like who I am loving and threatened to shove a can of spray paint down his best friends throat if he said one more gdamn word about her? The guy who picks a fight with stronger dudes twice a season and treats getting his ass beat like that's just the risk you take? 😆 The man is a menace and needs to rethink his life choices.
Personally I think these ships work because he's so ready to stand on business win or lose. 🤷🏾♀️ He's metal. He just does it in a polo shirt.
Every year I’m compelled to remind everyone:
I'm kinda late for the TWOTL anniversary but here's something for it anyways
(Process on my ig :] )
If Will dies first, it is obvious Hannibal would cannibalize Will’s flesh. Hannibal mourned Mischa by eating her, and he would do the same for Will; to consume and eat and incorporate is part of grieving. But what would Hannibal do with Will’s bones? He’d eat the marrow, maybe make soup from them, but what of the calcified parts that remain, the parts that can’t be eaten?
I don’t really see him just keeping them around or displaying them, something stagnant and to be ogled. Burying them in the family plot in Lithuania makes sense because Will is family, but it also requires Hannibal to go back to a place he can’t go. Hannibal could cremate the bones, but then what? Spreading the ashes doesn’t seem like something he would do; he can’t know what happens to them. Keeping Will in an urn on his desk or a shelf also feels out of character, a memory collecting dust.
What if Hannibal had Will’s ashes pressed into pencil lead? There are ways to compress ashes into something that could be written with or drawn. What if Hannibal draws Will with his own ashes, commemorating him in a completed cycle. Sketching the man with his own remains. Remembering Will as he saw him, recreating moments they shared from Hannibal’s mind palace. Having Will live forever in depictions of himself. Hannibal would never be truly left behind. And Hannibal would sharpen the pencils as he always had; he isn’t unfamiliar with taking a blade to Will. Shaving off a layer but keeping him sharp.
Displaying and keeping art made from Will’s ashes would mean so much more than a reconstructed skeleton or an urn on a shelf or a plot that would become overgrown with weeds. He could draw Will in motion, alive, as he wished to remember him, and create moments and memories they didn’t get to experience together.
He/Him. Autistic and chronically ill. Bisexual bitch. 24. MDNI. Proship and dead dove friendly. Welcome, fellow freaks! (Harringrove, Drarry, Wangxian, Steddie, etc.)
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