Will Graham and the inherent eroticism of a low grade fever and a shadow elk that follows your every step
Will Graham really got a haircut, slicked his hair back, put a form fitting sweater on and walked into a murderer’s office saying “uwu i don’t know how I feel abt u” and sat his little ass down for a therapy session
Will Graham and Hannibal dare to explicitly refer to themselves as Patroclus and Achilles and then call the mythic figures friends?!?!! the audacity
Hannibal submitted to the mortifying ordeal of being known and Will Graham said
Chiyoh: “How do you know Hannibal?”
William Graham, babyslut: “well 😏😏 you could say we 😏 know each other 😏😏 intimately 😌😌😌” *immediately lifts shirt*
Will Graham, sweaty and covered in blood from a bullet wound once again, lays his head gently on Hannibal’s chest and pants roughly while Hannibal plans to literally eat him. That’s like,,,,....... Sex to them, right?
Will Graham said “I don’t want to LOOK at you, HEAR you, KNOW where you are, THINK about you, we are DONE we are no LONGER associated, go LIVE your murderer life” and Hannibal said
I’m sorry I still can’t get over Hannibal being like “oh yeah? You’re going to forget me? Not think about me? ME?” and then turns himself in to the police immediately after being dumped like
