Art By Roberto Ferri

the transmasc urge to look like will graham

like, c'mon man

the gender envy is unreal

HANNIBAL + Text Posts 25/∞

My dacre appreciation ❤️❤️

Hannibal (2013-2015)

Hannibal (2013-2015) blooper reel

Gomez: My wife is a Goddess of Death, Beauty, War, and Ecstasy, and I shall always endeavor to worship her as such. Her wants are my needs. Her whims are my air

Hannibal: My Will is like a god. Awe inspiring and full of righteous fury. I do not know who is influencing who any longer. I do not know if it matters anymore. I will only accept death if it comes from him. Any death he gives me would be a gift.

Gomez: Dr.Lecter, I believe we shall be great friends

The prettiest ~

Remembered how to do art tonight. See you guys in another two months

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.

guy who is definitely not about to fall into a surprise midday nap with an aftermath worse than a hangover: it seems like a really good idea to lay in bed and get cozy under the blanket as part of my plan not to fall asleep. I do not know why.

Hannibal s1e1 "Apéritif" | s2e10 "Naka-choko"