the most tragic love story ever told

anonymous asked:

It's just hit me that even if Flint was in love with Silver all along he'd never have admitted it because he was too broken after losing Thomas and couldn't stand to lose anyone else and now he has Thomas back he can't see anyone else because that love has come flooding back. So the tragedy is that Silver would never have been enough because Flint would never accept that he'd fallen in love after all.

ah, well. i doubt flint is just going to forget silver. silver and flint loved each other, that was confirmed by steinberg (like, he even said they were closer to each other than they were to anyone else, so that includes lovers). to me, the real tragedy is that silver couldn’t see another way to save flint and madi, (“It is some kind of hell to be forced to choose one irreplaceable thing over another.”) … any comfort he gets from knowing that they are alive and well will be short-lived, because of what he made them to give up (madi never truly forgives him), and what he lost.


RICHARD ARMITAGE for ROMEO & JULIET: A NOVEL (2016) Audible exclusive for audiobook by David Hewson.


Official synopsis from
“I think Romeo and Juliet is the greatest, most tragic love story ever told. What David Hewson did with this script is so exciting to me. I really love the fact that he followed avenues that Shakespeare suggested but didn’t necessarily detail in depth. If you want to immerse yourself in a warm bath of Garganega and the heat of Verona and hear a brilliant story about a young woman who is challenging the restraints of her time, listen to this audiobook, which has romance, poetry, politics, and humor to spare.” (Narrator Richard Armitage)

It’s a story you think you know: the age-old tale of “star-cross’d lovers”; two families at war; a romance, so pure and absolute, fated for a tragic end. It’s a story so thoroughly embedded in our culture, and so frequently retold. Yet, nothing captures the spark, the possibility, and the surprise of Shakespeare’s work quite like this….In Romeo and Juliet: A Novel, author David Hewson reworks and expands on the classic story so that it becomes something richer, something new and entirely its own. Much more than a simple love story, it is a brilliant examination of young versus old, hope against despair, and, for Juliet, the search for individual identity at a time when women were regarded as little more than chattel.

An original production commissioned by Audible, Romeo and Juliet: A Novel marks the second pairing of David Hewson and actor Richard Armitage, whose previous partnership resulted in Audible’s 2014 Audiobook of the Year, Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: A Novel. Hewson’s talent for writing for audio is undeniable, and he finds his perfect vocal foil in Armitage, an actor of immense range and absorbing intensity. Together, they bring you a familiar story told in a surprising way - with an ending you might not expect.

Behind the Scenes with Richard Armitage, narrator of “Romeo and Juliet: A Novel”:


thirstykurapika  asked:

When Hisoka gets outside he calls kurapika who stops in the middle of the road with tears and snot dripping down his face. Then a car without head lights hits him and keeps driving, but you could totally see chrollo in the driver seat. Hisoka scream and run out there to hold his naked dieing bae. 'I-i was going to say i will love you 5ever!' Kurapika dies in his arms. REBLOG IF YOU CRIED




john and sherlock is the most beautiful romantic tragic love story ever told, and martin  and benedict both know, and they play it that way, the show is doing it all on purpose and it enhances the intensity of the already most powerful beautiful romantic love story ever told by like three hundred fold, , and the bbc understands that queer people are sick of unhappy endings , im going to literally cry from how in love they are im so emotional they are in love!!!!!!!!!! in a study in pink they FALL IN LOVE!!!!!! hahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IM DYING

The Great Hannigram Endgame At Hand

Ok so…last week I made some vague murmuring noises about how excited I am for the Hannibal season (series? :c) finale because, despite everything we’ve seen so far and in some ways because of it, I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel, and it is so much more hopeful than I ever thought it would be after Mizumono. So naturally one of my nonnies asked me to spill the details and share with you all my great Hannibal Endgame Theory!

*Cue nervous sweating*

*Like seriously…Will Graham soaking through his T-shirts and bedsheets sweating*

Here’s the honest truth, nonnie—when you asked me that last week, it really took me aback. Because I hadn’t realized until that moment that anybody was actually listening to my vague happy murmuring noises. And omg, now that person was asking me to translate those noises into actual words?

In a word, nonnie, I was fucked.

Because right at that moment, I didn’t have actual words for it just yet.

Just a vague, overwhelming, cathartic sense of, ‘Ah yes, this show. This wonderful ship we call hannigram, so full of light and hope and love.’ Even in its darkest, most horrific, most tragic moments, I was watching one of the most beautiful love stories I had ever witnessed on screen and it was breathtaking.

I had a huge, stupid grin on my face during everything leading up to (and yes, even including) the head-cutting-open scene in Dolce, ecstatic and full of delight.

I held my hand over my mouth during the ‘breakup’ scene in Digestivo. While many hearts, I’m told, were breaking while watching that scene, mine flew.

Finally, I thought to myself. We’re getting somewhere.

They’re finally communicating. They’re finally being honest and direct with each other.

Ok, so there are setbacks. Namely, Will trying to throw up all those barriers again that Hannibal tore down before, trying to keep their lines from blurring again.

We all know that’s not going to hold for long. We can already see the cracks forming in the walls. “You are family, Will.” We are nakama.

Of course, as has been mentioned before, the first half of this season was about Hannibal attaining the perfect life that he should have always wanted, only to find that it’s empty without Will. It only makes logical, poetic sense that the second half should be the same for Will—gradually realizing that the life he built for himself with Molly and Walter is not the one he wants either. (Am I happy with Will for dragging this lovely woman and her son into his mess of a life, and under essentially false pretenses no less? No. I am not. That’s a whole ’nother conversation, however, and not really relevant to the topic at hand. Will and Hannibal are pretty much bad news for anyone except each other, period, that’s just the way it is.)

So short answer, my theory is this: Hannigram is the endgame here. Everything is building up to Will and Hannibal both finally, fully comprehending what they really mean when they say, “We’re alone without each other.”

Long answer…hoo boy, settle in, kiddies, I’ve got two for you here:


I’ve been hearing a lot of noises in the fandom since Fuller announced that in the finale he wanted to explore something that had been mentioned in the books but never covered in the movies. Namely a lot of people shouting, “WILL AND HANNIBAL ARE GOING TO ARGENTINA LIKE HANNIBAL AND CLARICE DID!”

Well, yes. That is a fair and valid theory. However, let me unpack it a little more by pointing out something that doesn’t get mentioned as much when people bring this up.

Clarice was drugged. Clarice was abducted and conditioned into being with Hannibal, so she could be his new “Mischa.” (There’s debate on how effective his “brainwashing” of her really was that I won’t get into here since I have not read that particular book in the series yet, and thus cannot weigh in an opinion.) I only point this out because: Do you really think it could so simple as them just ‘running off together,’ guys? Do you really?

I think if this is the ending Fuller is going for, we are definitely going to see the brainwashing moments happen here. My theory though is that it will either be:

·         Will reconditioning Hannibal in some way, breaking him down to the core of who he is, unpacking all of his childhood traumas and making him confront them on the long, arduous journey to being the man they both know he can be in order to be with Will. Lord knows it would be a hell of a change from Hannibal being the one who tries to transform Will, and Fuller did tell us he intends to take their relationship into wholly new unexplored territory if they can make s4 happen. The key to this idea is that Hannibal would have to be consenting in order for it to work, OR

·         The exact same as the above, only Will and Hannibal do this to each other.

When you think about it, it makes sense, right? This show has been harping on and on about the themes of transformation, self-identity, soulmates and splendid love. Their biggest hurdle is the fact that they’re both littered with so many scars it almost seems impossible for them to ever find real happiness in each other. They’ve got to unshatter that teacup somehow together, and it’s not like one of them is going to time travel to turn back the clock and fix everything, right?



I wanted to pretend at first that this theory was just crack, just a big old joke to troll you all, I really did. But…well, nonnie, this is your fault.

See, it was just a joke in my head, at first. When I saw those tweets Fuller and company made about the equations in Hannibal’s notebook and thought to myself, ‘Aw, you scamps!’

And then nonnie pointed out to me that there have apparently been ‘clues’ throughout the earlier episodes of season 3 that are supposed to hint at the finale. And I laid my head down on my pillow that night, letting that thought run my head a few more times, thinking to myself, I wonder what the clues might be? And that night when I dreamed, the things I dreamt about were this:

·         The teacup shattering and reforming again, usually as Will’s face (that’s been happening a lot more this season than ever before, we’ve all noticed this, yes?)

·         Alternate realities and universes discussed at length

·         “The optimist believes this is the best of all possible worlds. The pessimist fears this is true.”

·         The goddamn equations in that goddamn notebook

·         The weird trippy “flashbacks”/time jumps that keep happening throughout the season

·         “Shall we talk about teacups and the distortions of time?”

·         The constant, painful returns to Mizumono


Me, upon further reflection: weLL FUCK



Nononono, my brain says, you’re being ridiculous. This is too absurd. This can’t possibly be what happens.

Me: *remembers Bryan Fuller saying once many, many ages ago that he sees all of his shows taking place in the same universe*

Me: *remembers Fuller makes shows about people talking to inanimate objects, grim reapers going around and ferrying the souls of the dead, pie-makers bringing the dead back to life*

Me: *sweats nervously*


Me: It’s gonna be fucking time travel, isn’t it?

Just imagine it though—imagine Will (because something in my heart tells me it’s going to be Will, or Will and Hannibal together, but not Hannibal alone) jumping back through the streams of time and rewriting history as A REAL LIFE HONEST-TO-GOD MIZUMONO FIX-IT.



And then suddenly flash “forward” again. Will is in Jack Crawford’s office. He blinks, looks around in vague confusion. Maybe he remembers what just happened. Maybe it all slowly fades away from his mind as the new reality asserts itself. What was he doing in here again? Ah yes, taking a sip of shitty FBI coffee, trying real hard not to look at the pictures on the corkboard beside him of sad dead girls with their wind-chafed, Mall of America looks.

The door opens. A man he has never seen before enters. Will has a strange mental image of the man with ridiculously slicked back hair and immaculate suits, and while the man before him does look pretty rich and well put-together he also seems more…approachable somehow than Will was expecting. Will isn’t sure why he was expecting anything really. He’s never met this guy before.

And yet…

Their eyes meet, and a flicker of something passes between both of them, a strange feeling of warmth and recognition. Hello, their eyes both say to each other. I don’t know you yet, but I think I’d like to.

“Will, this is Dr. Hannibal Lecter. He’ll be going over the profile with us. Dr. Lecter, this is Will Graham.”

“Hello, Dr. Lecter.”

“Hello, Will.”


Fucking time travel, man.

I’m fucking calling it now.