i love hannibal consulting at crime scenes. he doesn’t even attempt to give any sort of actual helpful information to the fbi, even though he knows exactly what is going on. he pretty much analyzes the scene, thinks to himself, “ew. gross. this smells awful. why am i such a better serial killer than everyone”, then looks to jack crawford and says some variation of “idfk bro can we call will now i just want to play with my murder husband”.
omg he literally is the dude in the murder scene going
If you listen to the sounds of them breathing, it is absolutely canon that Hannibal held his breath. They are both panting and then when Will embraces him all we can hear is Will’s breathing. He took Hannibal’s breath away.
AHHHHHH
Will would definitely be the one to pull back and say “breathe”
The man works his goddamn ass off to assert dominance (torturing and killing people, butchering thier bodies, preparing lavish feasts, dressing Like That). Someone with true big dick energy wouldn’t have to work to show off like that. He’s a disaster
right now, there are a lot of Rick and Morty fans- particularly female ones, and especially those who carry tender feelings toward Rick- who are feeling alone at the moment.
due to the unfortunate reputation parts of the R&M fanbase have gotten, these girls don’t feel like talking much about how much they really enjoy the show, see past the vulgar humor and freakish takes on sci-fi elements and adore the characters at a heartfelt level.
they look around and notice they’re the only ones in their groups of friends who love the show and its story, and decide that sharing their fan art or fanfiction, or- heaven forbid, their strong emotional attachment to a highly unlikeable character like Rick Sanchez - is an all-around bad idea and they’re clearly obsessed freaks with something mentally wrong with them.
I want to say this isn’t true. at least–I hope it isn’t? I feel it, too.
please take a moment to reblog this tiny message to reach out to fellow R&M fans, particularly Rick-loving ladies, who are drawing alone and wish so badly for a mutual ear to share their love, their silly little thoughts and dreams with.
Oh, honey. Those ladies are NOT alone. Take it from me.