Will studiously watches Hannibal’s hands and mouth, one eyebrow twitching upwards. With one last dubious look at both the food and his companion, he mimicked the process. Crack the shell, pull it out, scrape the top, et cetera. He pauses before pressing his lips to the tip of his morsel and then pushing the food all the way into his mouth, a little slowly. It is, of course, delicious.
He swallows. “Alright.”
// if u wanna // [runsonfear]: "I assume this is a food."
“You’re not hesitating are you? I assure you, it’s delicious.”
A low, breathy little laugh escapes just as Hannibal collects his plate, “Don’t need to.”
This close, Will can see even clearer the minute changes in Hannibal’s face as he speaks. Will could watch that for hours, he thinks. He leans in just a little, so his nose is nearly bumping Hannibal’s.
He says: “I’ll help you with the chocolate,” then abruptly turns and leaves for the kitchen.
// if u wanna // [runsonfear]: "I assume this is a food."
“You’re not hesitating are you? I assure you, it’s delicious.”
Today i learned about the spanish moon moth, they're so pretty + look like stained glass windows
ahh youre right, the patterns on the wings are really intricate and striking
theyre not the only ones though ! the other luna moths in the actias genus are also the same pale green/yellow color with gorgeous wing patterns, like the chinese moon moth
the american luna moth
the malaysian moon moth
and the madagascar moon moth, also called the comet moth !
repost since i realized that no one has been able to see my posts in the wild… here’s god strongest soldier and wettest dog
Will was busy looking at the moon. He’d had a few drinks in him by then, and he’d paid a cab to take him back to Quantico. Plan was he’d just sleep off the spirits in his office. Somewhere along the line he must have changed his mind because now he was in his psychiatrist’s front yard and the cab was nowhere in sight. Not even the faint smell of hot carbon emission was left.
He blinked, and the moon left a blue after-image on his eyelids. “Oh. Didn’t mean to wake you, Dr. Lecter.”
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ROUGH: Waves
HIDE: Away
FOOLISH: Mistake
SAD: Without
HATE: Burns
LIGHT: Find
DARK: Enclosed
MOTHER: Gone
FATHER: Motor
CHILD: Hope
MARRIAGE: Sweet
LOVE: Ideal
SOFT: Foam
PET: Dog
DREAM: Fleeting
DIVORCE: Loss
WATER: Power
LOUD: Shout
ANNOUNCEMENT: Alert
POWER: Control
FIGHT: Kill
SMACK: Strike
WHITE: Noise
SICK: No
KISS: Nice
HUG: Trust
HURT: Betrayal
HAPPY: Maybe
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I resent that. I would think by now we’ve got a fair understanding of each other.
“I’m not sure either but I assume it has something to do with American Beauty.”
// ignoring the choco-sex thread sitting like a neglected child in my drafts for daayyyyysss // [runsonfear]: "Do you ever feel like a plastic bag?"
“I don’t know what that’s supposed to mean…”
Indie RP blog for Will Graham from Hannibal series. TV/Book-verse. Made for the express purpose of roleplaying with one particular Hannibal because Mun has no control over their life. Cheers.
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