Hannibal waking up in the middle of the night, feeling the other side of the bed with his hand and going back to sleep when he feels Will is there. Will spooning him and snoring quietly.

im never serious but I always mean it

i think abt anne rice’s answer to “what are your work habits for a novel?” probably every single day

iwtv continues to be so smart in its portrayal of memories and trauma, the way lestat’s memories of his family are so obnoxiously loud, everyone’s screaming all the time for no reason and everyone’s acting like caricatures, like an actual assault on the senses, as if lestat’s mind is filled with unbearable noise every time he thinks about them. lestat’s memories coming at him all fragmented and loud and violent, attacking him and beating him into submission as he desperately tries to escape them is such an interesting contrast to how louis would carefully weave a thread of his past pretending the glaring holes in it weren’t there