I already knew what a- what did I do? Is this because I went fishing without you last weekend?
shoutout to margot verger for teaching will what a clitoris is— i am forever in your debt
So sex
@runsonfear this is how Hannibal French kisses
Last week was #NPRWormWeek - and I made these worm trading cards to celebrate! Each feature’s a special worm species from the week’s stories.
Check out the full stories:
Could Worms In Your Gut Cure Your Allergies?
How Worm Warriors Are Beating An Unbeatable Worm
Should We Make Room For Worms On Our Dinner Plate?
Why The World Isn’t Close To Eradicating Guinea Worm
The Power Of Worm Poop
Think you know worms? Take our wormy quiz here to test your knowledge.
(Also - on Tuesday we raced worms. On Friday we ate worms)
374 moths of New Guinea (1918).
Watercolour by Marian Ellis Rowan (1848-1922).
Wikimedia.
Whiskey. "Coffee's fine." The cold bit as soon as mentioned; he puffed air out between his lips and could see his breath.
He let Hannibal lead him wherever. The hand on his shoulder gave him something to focus on for a while.
Will nodded and let his head hang down for a bit. It’d be nice if the answer to that last question was on Will’s shoes, but it wasn’t. He cleared his throat, shoving his hands in his pockets.
“Not rightly.” He had a smile cracking sheepish on his face, and it made him feel even more loony. “Guess I felt like a visit.”
[text]: Oh my God.
[text]: That was six.
[text]: What did you do? Drink half your stores of fifty year old wines by yourself?
// i s2g this website is shit for sending asks and if i've just sent this to you multiple times i am so sorry // [runsonfear]: ⁇
“⁇” for a drunk text.
[text] Willl
[text] Wil
[text] Wiilll
[text] Willlllll
[text] It is impo ssible to count how many ls are in your name if i accidentally use more than 2
[text] Willllll
[text] How many wasa that?
[text] we don’t know.
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.”
.....
one time i was having really bad cramps and i told will it was like being stabbed in the stomach by a sharp pointy knife. he threw his hands in the air and shouted “HM I WONDER WHAT THAT WOULD FEEL LIKE? BECAUSE I DEFINITELY DIDN’T HAVE MY GUTS RIPPED OPEN BY A SERIAL KILLER OR ANYTHING!” and stormed out of the room.
IC WORD ASSOCIATION.
READ THE WORD THEN TYPE THE FIRST WORD THAT COMES TO YOUR CHARACTER’S MIND. (REPOST, DON’T REBLOG).
TAGGED BY: @drhanniballecter TAGGING: // idkk whoeverrrrr
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
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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