When I’m Sad I Remember The Hannigram Fanart In The Capital Then I Remember The Man In Charge Of The

Counter argument:

Will graham looks like a pathetic crusty little white dog undergoing a constant wave of electro-shock therapy while soaking wet from spiraling in a mud puddle.

I sincerely apologize, but I do not get the appeal.

And honestly, if Hannibal didn’t intend for Will to become something beyond his influence and to eventually surpass him; it’s unbelievable how that “I need you docta lecta” moment actually fucking worked. Like yes, Hannibal knew damn well it was a part of Will’s manipulation but….really? That whole grown ass man begging for your attention supposedly under the guise of deception and you aren’t going to at LEAST reconsider your life decisions or methods of experimentation? It’s just sad from both ends. I understand that’s the point of the whole show (and I can’t also not take the power of f@ggotry and all into consideration) but sometimes I’m like…..really? For HIM?

This is inspired by my bestie who is in love with Will and will absolutely not hear out. @nanacriedpower

(Also this is no slander against Hugh Dancy. He is a good looking little lad but I cannot for the life of me see the hypothetical appeal in William Graham.)

it’s not that im joyous i just like tv too much 😔😔

ill never truly be a girlblogger im too joyous to pull off the whole tragic lana del rey aesthetic

do I read a fanfic or think about mortality

no one on Pinterest has reached out to me asking if I’m ok in a while does this mean im healed

i would look so hot half dead on a floor

this is so me i havent slept in 2 days

i changed my mind guys whatever's wrong with me really is special and there is no true diagnosis for it. and also im gonna live forever

some of yall have never had to crawl around on the floor like Velma looking for your glasses and it shows

i wish i was pretty enough to kiss the horrors

me showing up to my 8 am after reading ao3 till 4 am

nevertheless, we ball

I love this fandom