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rain0fashes  asked:

What do you think the most visually beautiful scene or episode is?

oohhh, good question!

In terms of the most consistent visually stunning episode, I believe it’s Futamono. 

It begins with Hannibal’s music, something that runs throughout the whole episode, it’s one of the first times we get to see his composition, where as previously we’ve seen him dance to someone elses tune as it were, here he’s singing his own song. Not only is the music beautiful but it sets the tone for the whole episode as we descend further into Hannibal’s world than we’ve ever been before (and Mads looks wonderful doing so.)

We move into a wonderfully visceral scene with Hannibal and Alana cooking, with Alana so unsure about where she stands with Will, as she skewers pieces of heart and tomato (which Hannibal has previously woven into roses for her) and they discuss what happened to Hannibal in Mukozuke. After the recent loss of Jonathan Demme, I think it’s also important to talk of this shot with Caroline Dhavernas, which is so similar to some of the shots of Jodie Foster, which helps to ensure empathy with the character, as opposed to just viewing the women of horrors and thrillers as objects, which is so typical of the genre.

Then you have one of the most elaborate kills in the series, which I believe was done for the most beautiful reason, because the victim destroyed the habitat of songbirds to create a completely empty car park.

I always adore the autumnal scenes in Hannibal, for this reason Potage is a highlight, the scene with Larissa, Abigail and Nick for example is lovely in colour. In Futamono you get one of these such scenes. I love autumn, so this is a super personal thing, but it certainly adds colour and texture to an episode.

Over the course of Futamono we see Hannibal preparing for a dinner party, this whole process is as beautiful as usual, but the scale is insane. It’s gourmet in the most incredible sense, and the idea that this sort of food is being made for a TV SHOW?! It’s incredible, and I don’t know whether it’s ever more apparent than it is in Futamono.

Then, as if they feel they didn’t already achieve enough during this episode they create three new stunning rooms in Hannibal’s house. Previous to this, we’ve only really seen the kitchen and dining room (and a bit of hallway) in this episode we get to see a drawing room, or entertaining space, a foyer and the bedroom *winky face* and all of these rooms are insane, stunning and so totally Hannibal Lecter.

And then even Gideon’s kidnap, with those beautiful almost gossamer and heavenly curtains, (and Mads in scrubs, did I mention Mads?)

and then if you thought that that enormous dinner party wasn’t enough cooking, you get that wonderful scene with the sculpting and the autocannibalism. I also love that they have to smash their way into their food, I think the open violence of that mirrors the hidden violence of Hannibal removing Gideon’s leg well. And all of this mirrors the amputation of Miriam’s arm which becomes important at the end of the episode.

The episode ends as it begins, with Hannibal’s melody, this has been an episode where Hannibal has come back out into the open after re-assessing the situation post framing Will, and the torment of Mukozuke (having to kill Beverly and nearly being killed by Matthew) the Chesapeake Ripper has returned and is ready to play.

Sorry for the long post, but there’s lots of elements which are beautiful visually, narratively, metaphorically and cinematically. I think Futamono is a journey through many elements of Hannibal’s life, and Hannibal’s life is one of aesthetic excellence and that is why the episode does so well aesthetically!

today on "what is my history of the English language professor wearing"

- brown and green leather shoes with blue and white striped socks
- neon yellow pants
- pink and purple patterned shirt. Idk how to describe this pattern. it has tiny birds and people and plants on it that look like Medieval book illustrations? it’s like something you saw in a dream and half-remembered upon waking up
- fringed maroon scarf that matches some of the darker pinks in the shirt (which he threw over each of his shoulders with a flourish)

“How are you feeling today?” Absolutely nothing to be honest. Most of the time it is absolutely nothing. If anything, like none of this is real. These people, aren’t real, I am not real, the sky out there isn’t real, our society isn’t real, this body I am in isn’t real. Nothing is real nothing is substantial nothing nothing nothing. I’m not ever sure I am awake, for all I know I am in a constant nightmare and I cannot wake up. Or am I even sleeping? I don’t really sleep anymore and I don’t see the difference between the nightmares and this life. They’re all the same, everything is bland and white noise. I feel nothing.
—  therapy session

dark haired baek in jeans for @byunchen


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Opposite Gender Tag

I was tagged like a million years ago by @alessandrae-sims @bubblyquinn and @simswesome to do this tag and i was lowkey putting it off because i hate making male sims 🙃 but i guess this turned out ok? I did Nora, the hat-loving cutie in my icon! Im not gonna tag anyone bc everyone and their mother did this 5ever ago!

anonymous asked:

I love your older fics as much as your new ones! Do you have a favourite out of the ones you've written so far?

Dear god, anon, let me first say that I am so, so sorry for sitting on this ask for as long as I have. I received it before having to go away for work, so I’ve got no excuses, only that it was such a sweet and indulgent ask I wasn’t too sure how to answer it without coming across as the most pretentious wanker in the world. I’m still away for work right now (its goddamn never ending), but it’s been too long so let’s get these asks done one at a time, starting with yours, sweet thing!

Firstly, thank you very much for giving me an opportunity to talk about my writing. Whoever you are, I want to give you a hug. Your friendly curiosity is a jewel that is much too rare for how wonderfully kind and generous in spirit it is. Much love to you. 💕 

Secondly, I’m going to put all of it under a cut because this got away from me. I’ve also tagged some people underneath, but you guys don’t have to read it. 

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1. Traveling Riverside Blues
See my baby, tell her, Tell her hurry home
Had no lovin’, since my baby been gone
See my baby, Tell hurry on home
I ain’t had, Lord, my right mind, Since my rider’s been gone

2. Ramble On
Ramble on
And now’s the time, the time is now
To sing my song
I’m goin’ ‘round the world, I got to find my girl
On my way

3. Stairway To Heaven
And did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show

4. Houses of The Holy 
Let me take you to the movies
Can I take you to the show
Let me be yours ever truly
Can I make your garden grow

5. You Shook Me
You know you shook me, baby
You shook me all night long.
You shook me so hard baby
Baby, baby, please come home.

6. The Song Remains The Same
You don’t know what you’re missing, now
Any little song that you know
Everything that’s small has to grow
And it’s gonna grow, push push, yeah

7. Ten Years Gone
Did you ever really need somebody
And really need 'em bad
Did you ever really want somebody
The best love you ever had
Do you ever remember me, baby
Did it feel so good

8. No Quarter
Walking side by side with death,
The devil mocks their every step
The snow drives back the foot that’s slow,
The dogs of doom are howling more
They carry news that must get through,
To build a dream for me and you

9. I’m Gonna Crawl
Ain’t no other like my baby
I can break the golden rule
'Cause I get down on my knees
Oh, I pray that love won’t die
And if I always try to please
I don’t know the reason why, yeah

10. Good Times Bad Times
In the days of my youth
I was told what it was to be a man
Now I’ve reached the age
I’ve tried to do all those things the best I can
No matter how I try
I find my way to do the same old jam

11. The Wanton Song
With blazing eyes you see my trembling hand.
When we know the time has come
Lose my senses, lose command
Feel your healing rivers run

12. Baby Come On Home
There was a time I used to call you on my very own
We were so happy, woman, talkin’ for hours and hours on the telephone
Then one day I set you up to walk right outta my life
Leavin’ me all by myself, all alone, to cry every night

13. All My Love
For many hours and days that pass ever soon
The tides have caused the flame to dim
At last the arm is straight, the hand to the loom
Is this to end or just begin?

excuse me

The high-pitched, but muted, sound that echoed through the camp was a cross between a squeaky door and a newborn kitten.

Sasuke glanced up from the map he was studying, attempting to locate the source. Not that the noise could have come from a very threatening or malicious entity, but he was naturally curious.

“Excuse me,” his team mate piped up from his left, sniffling.

Was that… her? Was that supposed to be a sneeze? He almost laughed out loud at the realization.

His cheek twitched as he fought to keep the grin off his face. He wanted to punch himself - why did he find a simple sneeze so amusing? He was Uchiha Sasuke, known for his cold exterior and blase attitude; unmoved by traditionally cute things like puppies or babies or miniature objects.

Apparently he was not immune to all that is endearing, because he’s never been this close to losing his composure.

“The nights are unexpectedly cold here,” Hinata remarked while rubbing her arms and inching closer to the fire. Though she was bundled up in several blankets, she was still shivering.

An “mhm” in agreement was all he could manage.

He was afraid of spontaneously bursting into uncontrollable laughter. Hinata would probably think him odd and while he generally didn’t care what people thought about him, it could make the rest of the mission awkward.

In an effort to keep a smirk at bay, he fixed a stern expression instead. Purposefully staring at the fire, he tried to think of things that would kill the amusement that seemed to bubble in his chest.

That is, until she made the sound again; face scrunching up and shoulders jerking forward as she sneezed into her elbow.

“Pfft-” he began and found himself unable to stop. He immediately clasped a hand to his mouth in an unsuccessful attempt to muffle the sound.

“S-sorry,” Sasuke tried to say between his snickering, but he couldn’t take in enough oxygen to do so. Tears were forming at his lashes and a terrible cramp was building in his abdominal muscles - he honestly couldn’t remember the last time he’s cracked up this hard.

Taken aback by her partner’s random display of happiness and perceiving it to be infectious, a smile curled her lips and she eventually joined in as well. In passing, she thought that joy was a good look for the typically sullen man.

Thoroughly confused but delighted at Sasuke’s outburst, Hinata wanted to know the reason behind his positive mood. “What is it?” she managed to giggle out.

The most emotion she’s seen him give was the rare, minute grin. Even then it was always quick - if she blinked at the wrong time she could miss it.

When he was able to pull in full breaths of air again, he dismissed her question with a shake of his head, smirk still present.

Understanding he was a man of few words, she accepted his non-answer and turned back to the fire to try to quell her tremors. She had severely underestimated the temperature drop in this area.

A weight was placed upon her shoulders and she was suddenly enveloped in warmth. The puzzled kunoichi turned around to see Sasuke hovering above her, clad in only a long sleeve thermal and sweats. His large navy cloak was currently draped over her, emanating heat that her body gladly absorbed.

Before she could voice her protests, the Uchiha held up a hand and stated, “I’m turning in anyways and you need it more than me.”

He was right. Her trembling had subsided significantly since wearing the garment and she unconsciously snuggled into it.

“Thank you, Sasuke-san,” she expressed, with genuine gratitude shining in her lavender eyes.

Seeing her engulfed in his cape that was much too large for her, he allowed the corners of his mouth to quirk up. He was loathe to admit it to himself, but she was… cute.

He nodded in acknowledgement of her thanks before turning to head to the tent.

Watching him go from her place by the bonfire, she mused to herself. 

Despite his less than savory reputation, Uchiha Sasuke was secretly sweet.

She smiled at the thought and tugged his cloak closer to her.

Hold ur god damn horses right I just realised that photo of Ed in the riddler attire wearing the hat as well and smiling at Oswald didn’t happen

Ed threw away his hallucination drugs

So like

That’s the real Oswald


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