Aristotle, you’re my bro and all, but damn you can talk.

Almost done with the Aristotle part of this paper. I’ve got to figure out a way to quote and paraphrase various pieces of his discussion of the tragic hero, so I can explain that and then begin the “Jimmy McNulty is a tragic hero” discussion.

Then I’m done with Aristotle and the rest of the paper can begin.

(2000 2200 words in and 2800 to go)


(Source: hannisballs)

It was one of those days when it’s a minute away from snowing and there’s this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it. Right? And this bag was just dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. That’s the day I realized that there was this entire life behind things, and this incredibly benevolent force that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever. Video’s a poor excuse, I know. But it helps me remember… I need to remember… Sometimes there’s so much beauty in the world, I feel like I can’t take it, and my heart is just going to cave in.
American Beauty (via peelingcrimson)
headcanons for future reference (via me talking at reilly)

I really want a scene where Zeller is drunk at a bar, upset because of Beverly (who was his best friend? they had a v close relationship i haven’t quite defined yet, but def not romantic, though they probably hooked up once. Zeller’s straight, Bev’s ambiguous with her sexuality ‘cause she didn’t give a flying fuck about labels, but I’m starting to lean towards them knowng each other since Hebrew school… Maybe both coming from the metro-DC area…)

a scene where Zeller’s drunk at a bar, and then Will shows up and orders two more whiskeys (because my bros know what’s up) and they sit there silently for a minute, and then Will, who looks completely distraught, puts his hand on Zeller’s shoulder and the scene ends.

Then they start hanging out more.

Sometimes joined by Jimmy and his twin and their respective spouses

Eventually, by Alana.

And Zeller and Will become best friends by proxy of Bev.

and then they found out that Bev’s been alive the whole time woooo

And Alana and Zeller talk about Bev at work

They went to the funeral and she sat with him and Price

Because canon be damned, she and Bev have been really close since Will was jailed.

And Bev saw Alana and Hannibal getting closer and kept reminding Alana of Will and warned her from getting too close to Hannibal, since something does seem fishy and Will wouldn’t just accuse him.

And so when Beverly died Alana felt even more isolated from the world (I don’t think she lives less than a couple hours from her closest family member)

And that drove her into Hannibal’s arms (ugh, the guilt she’s going to feel is going to be SO BAD I HATE IT)

And she knows Beverly would be disappointed in her, but it was this or she would be breaking out the Wild Turkey every night and she doesn’t need those college flashbacks right now, thank you very much.

But she became closer to the Science Bros because of Bev

And so when Bev died, she and Zeller and Price became closer.

Bev was totally going to be Zeller’s best man

A week from Tuesday, my paper and portfolio and journal will all be turned in and I will see Bastille, and be nine days from flying to Paris.

Just gotta make it until then. Monday the 28th at 4:30-ish life will be much easier. Just three easy tests and packing and finding a xanax or something for the flight and I’ll be on my way. Maybe on the flight I’ll write that fic I talked to Reilly about earlier…

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gingerb3ard:

In case anyone needs some cheering up at the moment.

I hope that after Hannibal ate Beverly he was out of commission for a while due to food poisioning

Meta: Hannibal 2.08, “Su-zakana”

elucipher:

HANNIBAL: I need to know if you’re going to try to kill me again, Will. 

WILL: I don’t want to kill you anymore, Dr. Lecter. Not now that I finally find you interesting. 

A new kind of intimacy. 

[N.B. major spoilers for 2.08; gore / blood / body horror; sexual abuse, gaslighting.]

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Dear Professor,

I have become too overwhelmed with Brian Zeller, Beverly Katz, Alana Bloom, and Will Graham headcanons to continue this paper.

And as such, I think I need an extension for this paper. I know you said Thursday’s deadline comes with no exceptions, but sometimes a fic just needs to be written, and in this case? There are a lot.

Think of Zeller’s Bubbe and Bev’s Bubbe. The Jewish guilt will haunt you forever if you don’t let me write this plot bunny into fruition.

Sincerely yours,

The Breakfast Club Josh

ETA: Oooh, I’m hitting a groove with this Aristotle portion of the paper and am remembering why I was so excited to write this. So the fic shall wait.

There’s something so satisfying about getting a haircut.

Like, life’s spiraling out of control and everything’s chaotic and tense and anxiety-inducing and stress-making, but the hairdresser and I tag-teamed this motherfucker and took control of something.

And that’s satisfying.