don’t unfollow me it’s still me, towheretheocean, you can tell by the silly little grin on the character of my profile pic
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don’t unfollow me it’s still me, towheretheocean, you can tell by the silly little grin on the character of my profile pic
Landlords fear the humble fridge fish farmer
whimsical satyr playing a delightful tune in the enchanted forest on his magical yamaha synthesizer
Dream of a Cat - Norbertine Bresslern-Roth,1977.
Austrian, 1891-1978
Oil on burlap. 37 x 43 cm. 14.6 x 16.9 in.
Tumblr already has a personalization algorithm it’s called my beloved mutuals who have great taste and only wish to psychologically damage me sometimes
yall we gotta stop apologizing for making slightly horny remarks we aren’t catholic
there is a beast of some sorts in my askbox
looks like the same arguments about the murder family are circulating with the new fans and no, hannibal and will didn’t actually love abigail or have her best interests at heart but it’s much more interesting to examine the forms of love and kinship that both they felt for their own projections of her rather than the rather pedestrian take of ‘it wasn’t real love! they’re bad people’ like yes we’d realised that…anyway embrace the gothic and the uncomfortable and the nuanced.
what i find most interesting is how much will projects his own relationship with abigail imagining taking her fishing, as if she actually liked spending time with him??? like in reality she was freaked out and scared most of the time she was in his presence in s1. yes she knew hannibal was dangerous but i genuinely think the real abigail liked hannibal more and gravitated towards him as an echo of her father which makes the whole sordid take so much more deliciously tragic