Sometimes it’s hard to understand, sometimes, neither of them understand what's happening and it's quite frustrating, mostly for Hannibal. How can he love someone like him ? How can this feeling even be possible ? How can it be that strong ? Will is everything he hates, everything that disgust him ; a man, so simple, so in the crowd. A man like Will could never have attracted him. And, yet, it happened. Suddenly, Will is all he wanted, all he ever wanted.Will in his house, Will in his kitchen, Will in his bedroom, Will in his bed… Will between his sheets, Will against him. It’s as if that man had bewitched the great Dr Lecter, with ropes and candles. The heart of Hannibal is tied, broken, he is too many things to survive without Will nearest him. Hannibal wanted Will to scream in his sheets, to tell him how he loved him, how he wanted him. He wanted to feel the body of Will bursting beside him, to taste his tears, to meet everything on his body. He wanted the body of Will just for him. He wanted Will to belong to him.
And he wanted him to know…
4 posts of that in one day I'm sobbing
cette union brûlante, ce rugissement dans ma poitrine, cet appel sulfureux, le pouvoir que tu avais sur moi. le souvenir de tes mains prenant possession de mon être entier me hante, le souvenir de tes hanches, de tes lèvres, de ton pouvoir, de ton coeur battant au rythme du mien, ton corps illuminé par la lumière d'une bougie brûlante, tel de petits soleils dans la nuit. tout était si beau, tout était divin. une nuit blanche avec toi, c'était comme une éternité d'amour. une drogue pour moi, quelque chose dont il était impossible de me défaire. nos nuits blanches étaient les plus belles choses au monde, tendres, violentes, une étreinte animale, un sourire contre ma peau, tes yeux qui riaient, le souvenir de la nuit agrippé a ton chevet, celle qui ne voulait pas partir, qui aurait voulu nous voir nous réjouir toute l'éternité, toute ton éternité, toute mon éternité. c'est tout ce que j'ai gardé de nous, le souvenir brûle encore dans mon coeur, dans mon âme, j'en ai encore le goût sur mes lèvres. peut importe ce qui est brisé. fais de moi ce qu'il te plaît.
Watching movies for Ewan McGregor really makes me wonder if he just really likes being completely nude on camera or if every director looked at him and said "yeah he's gotta get his dick out at least once"
for uhh jedi...purposes. din djarin below the cut
“do u like mclennon” no but i believe in mclennon
hey girl i mean jude
he's so babygirl
GEORGE HARRISON’S OUTFITS: DAY TEN – JANUARY 16, 1969 The Beatles: Get Back (2021) dir. Peter Jackson
Vander: I've always liked the name Violet. Silco: *snorts a line* Hey, you know what I like?
just a teenager who wants to be gayer // don't pay attention to me i yap everyday on my hyperfixations - star wars and good omens are my first reason to cry ,, cherik is my number one, i'll give everything for marvel ,, so i have 3 hyperfixations who are ALWAYS here ,, and on this time 05052025 there is pedro pascal cinematic universe
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