"Who The Fuck Is Susan?"

Shit.  Will turned to take a look at Hannibal now, taking in the posture.  “I’m not done being mad.”  He said, “I don’t know when I will be.”

"I'm sorry."

“Are you, now?”  Maybe another glass in he’d have been more ready; but they were doing this now.  He downed what he had in his glass.

Do you want that chronologically or alphabetically?

Where did I go wrong?

Independent Will Graham RP blog, interpretation of both television and book characterizations.

I won't pretend to know exactly what I'm doing.

But I kind of know what I'm doing.

Ye.

drhanniballecter this is your fault

Please reblog if you are a Hannibal RP Blog

Making a master list, if you want to be included reblog or send in an ask.

This isn’t really that yellow but I took this picture and I’m 110% proud of it

These Days, (I seem to think a lot about the things that I forgot to do)

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The gaps in Garrett Jacob Hobbs’s form draw his eye.  Phone number, no address.  Oh, you overdid it, my man, he thinks, too damn neat.  A neat and tidy sonofabitch— and you knew it, didn’t you?  He asks the woman at the desk to sign off on the files as he slips the form back into it’s folder and tucks it under his arm.  The phone number sticks blue to the back of his eyelids.

Well excuse me, I didn't think you'd appreciate hauling bags of bait and a pole into the middle of a freezing river for hours on end.  My apologies, angel-fish.

yeah, SURE you knew.  SURE you did. 

but now that you mention it, going without me was a dick move.  is it because you don’t think i’d look sexy in waders?  i’ll have you know that my ass looks fantastic when covered in loose-fitting rubber. 

// discussing the safe word, hannigram edition.

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You think because there's some mutual attraction or, sure, interest that I'm just gonna lay on my back with my legs in the air for you?

Maybe I have higher standards.

Not that you aren’t interested, is what you meant.

I’m persistent because I’m eager, and why shouldn’t I be? And why shouldn’t you be?